Crimzon was all too happy to cuddle with Tyrande once more and kissed the top of her head affectionately.<span style="color: #660000"> "These servants are all crippled. Why does Nalo have them? She lives for efficiency in all things, but these people are anything but. Do you think she knows?"</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #b30000">"Well there's no turtles on this island, at least none that I saw in the initial reports of the flora and fauna. Right... I'm sorry, well, your sisters from Silvermoon, even Valeen, are invited to our wedding. And I would like them to meet our children." </span>She laughed softly and shook her head.<span style="color: #b30000"> "Good luck with these, they fled here from the Goblins of Kezzan and some are not quite natural. Some of them."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>