<span style="color: darkslateblue">"then they and me did our jobs perfectly."</span>she looked up at him and shook her head.<span style="color: darkslateblue"> "we are talking about a woman who created a race out of thin air, i have a sneaking suspicion that Sahra wont age another second for a very long time. and that unworthy imp did bag my goddess' mortal virginity... oh how i want to go back and erase her existance."</span>she shrugged a little, smirking.<span style="color: darkslateblue">"if you cant tell the difference between Onyxia and a dragonkin i will just nod and kiss you on the forehead dear... its not nearly as fun if you set it up."</span>she frowned a little and shook her head.<span style="color: darkslateblue">"Amere uses the stuff? my love im a mage, i can put it anywhere i want, including on the inside of the infernal mask you like to wear..."</span><span style="color: yellow">"i couldnt agree more about the mask but get your Night Elven ass off my Troll."</span>Sharindia looked back at Shauna and smiled a little before at Ras.<span style="color: darkslateblue">"pardon me, forty-five minutes."</span><span style="color: yellow">"off my man."</span>the paladin's maul appeared as she stepped towards the couch, looking fully intent on clubbing the Highborne.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>