the glow of Sharindia's eyes slowly darkened as Arlokk spoke and the air around them grew thick to the point Arlokk would have trouble breathing.<span style="color: #003366">"your right, i am a monster, but i wasn't born one. i made a conscious choice to throw myself to the wolves and i learned to conquer them. the monsters took my child from me and i became the biggest monster i could so i could save her even if that meant i was unfit to take care of her anymore... nothing else will ever matter to me, those i love will be safe and i don't care what it costs my soul. the question you should be asking is how far do you think you can push me before i decide hurting you is worth the scolding Ras will give me if i make Whisperia cry."</span>she raised one brow before she shook her head with a cruel smile.<span style="color: #003366">"Ironwing, problematic but hardly insurmountable. i can just redirect her to the other you who will have no idea what is going on."</span>she raised her hands and Arlokk would suddenly feel cold while the other one felt quite warm and as far as the family and Iron could sense he had just teleported to Azshara where the other Arlokk was living with Zelina. she shook her head and raised her hands, teleporting them both out to the Desolace.<span style="color: #003366">"fuck your apologies and your excuses. you are not forgiven, i meant everything i said and you will be finding your own way home because no one is going to come rescue you. good luck making it home with no money, no job skills and no idea where exactly you are you useless has-been."</span>she looked around and then back at him with the same cold, cruel grin.<span style="color: #003366">"everyone thinks i have been disarmed because Order won't let me kill, rape or torture anyone anymore. that may take the fun out of being an unrepentant monster but that doesn't mean i can't hurt people, i just have to get creative. it should take you at least five years to walk to a Night Elven port that has a ship sailing to the Eastern kingdoms, and that is ignoring how long it will take you to earn enough money to pay for passage. even when you get a boat to Stormwind it is at least a few more years sailing there and even more walking to Stranglethorn and then you have to find your own house... and all that time your children will be growing up, Whisperia will be getting ever more lonely and she isn't exactly a loyal animal in the first place, who knows what you may find when you get there? i would be mindful of the local wildlife if i were you, an unarmed, dis-empowered priest could get eaten alive out here and not even Order can say that is my fault, i did warn you... hell, i will even give you a fighting chance."</span>she twirled one hand and a finely dagger appeared in her hand and she tossed it to Arlokk's feet.<span style="color: #003366">"there, I'm not even leaving you defenseless."</span><br/><br/>Ashia frowned and shook her head.<span style="color: #404040">"lie to yourself if you must but there is a much deeper reason you keep coming back."</span>she shook her head and held Vyre tighter again.<span style="color: #404040">"hey, don't do that. you need to let yourself feel these things so you can learn what they are and how to handle them. i know its scary and frustrating... but you must train yourself to handle these feelings and to do that you need to let them come. cry if it hurts, hold yourself close to me if they frighten you, scream if they overwhelm you but don't turn them all to rage."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>