<span style="color: #b30000"> "Alright, alright. Well... what about Westfall? We can set up a small farm, live off the hand, and teach our children to respect nature.by throwing them into the wind elementals that roam about and keep the place nice and breezy. Or we could just stay in Darnassus. Anyways, those muffins were almost as delicious as you are. I really need to learn to cook and bake one of these days."</span><br/><br/>The Elf nodded a little and conjured a small cloth to wipe up her spilled tea. "I am relaxed as I can be. I am a bit of a mess in more ways than one... all of those who serve The Matron are... people who can't handle the real world anymore. She takes us in and gives us a purpose, even if it's just sitting on a tropical island and feeding the birds." She looked back at Zelina and sat the teleportation stone down on the table. "I should probably leave, if Leena won't be up for a while I don't- I shouldn't stick around and be a bother. Maybe I can get permission to visit this timeline's Zelina."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>