<span style="color: #666600">"Mortal bodies and their intricacies... such a pain in the ass some times. Here, this'll help in the meantime." </span>She summoned Ashia's human form and transferred the dragon into it while she hefted the dragon body over her shoulder.<span style="color: #666600"> "Go rest up, I'll get this sorted out. So many small things to deal with, easy to fix but just one... I'll spare you the details, but it's a tiny thing that makes or breaks your body."</span><br/><br/>The Draenei, older than most living humans but still young by Draenic standards looked over Order again then nodded. "Seraphim... interesting. What are you doing here in The Exodar, Order?"<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>