Tyrande smiled gently and took Crimzon's hand.<span style="color: #5900b3"> "i wont let you go until we are sure it's all properly balanced."</span>she turned to head towards the sea, walking out into the water until it was nearly chest deep and she looked at Crimzon.<span style="color: #5900b3">"how does it feel?"</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #ffa64d">"perhaps, but that machine has no heart... it would experiment on people without a second thought. it may have had a few successes but what of it's failures? where have it's victims ended up? at least the ones pulled here are among people who understand what has happened."</span>she smirked and nodded.<span style="color: #ffa64d">"oh yes i can. i have given up on ever trying to satiate your lust my love... it proved impossible even when there were two of me."</span><br/><br/>Ophidian looked at her for the first time and sighed.<span style="color: #ff8000">"Nalo... what does she want?"</span>Zelina answered for the Elf and he shook his head and resumed making his coffee.<span style="color: #ff0000">"you didn't ask, i offered and there isn't a damn thing you could do for me that i cannot do for myself so there would be no debt..."</span>she turned to look at the woman and then waved one hand, healing the scars away so subtly she likely wouldn't even know it happened until she caught sight of her own hand with her repaired eyesight.<span style="color: #ff0000">"i am the combined Priestess and Succubus. the Priestess you seek lives quite happily in Azshara with Arlokk... i checked on her, she is pregnant and quite content." </span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>