<span style="color: #5900b3">"i am a Night Elf, what part of that screams tropical island? we have lived in these forests for ten thousand years and never once wanted to leave... but sure, it's my fault she is too dense to think about what i am for two seconds."</span>she shook her head, a little bitter but she finished her wine and put the glass away without even disrupting her saber's gait.<span style="color: #5900b3"> "i will sleep, i probably won't rest well. i should wake before we get there."</span>once on the road Tyrande did drift off to sleep atop her saber. they rode clear to Ashenvale and well into it, past Astranaar, Tyrande sleeping though the whole thing before slowly waking, almost like she sensed their location and after looking around to get her bearings she turned south before they crossed another bridge. there was only a faint path now as she led them through the woods slowly in single file. Crimzon was allowed the place right behind Tyrande and then one of the Sentinels, the handmaids and baggage behind them followed by the remaining Sentinels. they traveled into the woods for about an hour before they came upon a large stone house nestled in the woods, just out of sight of the nearby lake. it was all well kept, even the wooden porch cleanly swept of leaves and Crimzon would smell an Elven man on the air but he was nowhere to be seen. Tyrande led them around the house, an equally cared for stables and smaller house coming into view and the man she had been smelling came into view chopping lumber in the slowly rising light of dawn. the man put the axe down as they approached and he smiled wide.<span style="color: #00b300">"High priestess! it is an honor to see you again, welcome, welcome."</span>Tyrande rode right up to him and dismounted, handing the reigns over and Ash'alah bumped her head against the man like an old friend.<span style="color: #5900b3">"greetings Rydos. we have ridden hard and long to get here in great haste."</span><span style="color: #00b300">"is something wrong?"</span><span style="color: #5900b3">"many things, but i will let your daughters tell you."</span>he beamed as the handmaids climbed down to hug their father.<span style="color: #5900b3">"Sentinels, there is a guard station just back up the path, you will find lodging there when you are not on duty. look for a stone with the mark of Elune, it will point the way."</span>they saluted before they set to helping wrangle the mounts and unload the gear with the help of the handmaids and their father. Tyrande on the other hand took Crimzon by the hand and led her into the house via the backdoor and as soon as they were out of sight she kissed her lover deeply, moaning into it.<span style="color: #5900b3">"forgive me my dear... i am... so unaccustomed to anyone seeing me express myself... it felt as though the eyes of the whole city would be judging me."</span>she broke the kiss, obviously refreshed from her long nap but still tired. she took Crimzon by the hand again and led the Vampire up a flight of stairs to a fine bedroom though from the smell only Rydos had set foot in this room in quite a long time, likely centuries but there was no dust or other signs that it was unkept, the man was obviously diligent in his work to keep the place ready for the High Priestess to visit any night.<span style="color: #5900b3">"i had this place built so very long ago... when i still had hopes of bearing children of my own. Malfurion never even saw it, the home i dreamed of filling with children. i maintain it with my own money, not even Nalo knows it exists. Rydos and his daughters have been in my service for thousands of years and he has done a fine job of maintaining the house... the house that until now housed only my broken dreams and long lost hopes..."</span>she looked at Crimzon and smiled, reaching up to cup her cheek softly, smiling softly.<span style="color: #5900b3">"the house we will fill with happiness and hopes and dreams of our own, free of the world."</span><br/><br/>Ophidian nodded with a smile.<span style="color: #ff8000">"that is fine, it is quite late, the sun has begun to rise. i look forward to it Nyarien."</span><span style="color: #ff0000">"oh that is just not fair, denying me the chance to watch him knock you up... such cruelty... but i understand that you need it that way my love and i will do all i can to help you prepare."</span>he shrugged and smirked.<span style="color: #ff8000">"I'm always naked."</span>Leena shrugged and ignored the clothes since Nyarien did. she looked up and gave Athena a friendly smile.<span style="color: #ff0000">"hello, it's a pleasure to meet you. i am Leena and normally i am a Human but our kind host offered me the chance to explore my curiosity."</span><span style="color: #ff8000">"just wait until she tries to walk again."</span>she blushed and shot daggers at the smirking Naga who was serving up plates as he snickered. he brought over their food with a happy smile but when Leena put the first bite in her mouth she bit the end right off the fork and then gagged and he whapped her on the back to clear her throat and he snickered as the end of the fork and unchewed food vanished from the table.<span style="color: #ff8000">"your new teeth are incredibly sharp and you shouldn't bite the fork anyway you goof."</span>he gave her a new fork while her whole face darkened in embarrassment and she went about eating much more carefully and obviously wanted to vanish into the floor.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>