The'kal frowned and shook her head.<span style="color: #666600"> "I don't seem to recall asking for permission and you can't exactly stop me. I'm just healing those your priests can't." </span>Her frown deepened before she shrugged with a sigh.<span style="color: #666600">"Her instincts will never let her be happy, Troll women want to be dominated and owned. Blood Elves are too proud for such things. She'll never find a happy balance. Personally? I want to just end her misery and hand control of the city over to... oh, I don't think you know about them yet. Never mind." </span>She phased through the huntress and continued to explore the temple lobby, offering healing where it was needed.<br/><br/>Arlokk held her close and smiled.<span style="color: #336600"> "So is there anything I can do for you? Would you like to get into the bath or can you not leave your nest yet? I'm not sure how your nesting habits work. Oh, Iron was talking to Jim and Britomart about getting them a harpy as a pet. Would possibly having another harpy in the house be a problem? If it is I can tell them no."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>