The'kal caught Ashia and held her up.<span style="color: #666600">"Oh?" </span>She placed her hand on Ashia's and strengthened the dragon's core.<span style="color: #666600">"It might take some getting used to, or I might have completely fucked up. If the pain doesn't start to get better I'll knock you out and see what I messed up. I may need to pull your soul from your body and give you a temporary shell while I work."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #8000ff">"I am not a mortal, I am a follower of The'kal. A servant of the Light but, eh... there's no fault in double-dipping one's faith." </span>The Draenei shrugged a bit and rested his hammer on his shoulder.<span style="color: #8000ff">"Do as you will, I was asked to keep an eye on you. Not babysit you. If you find yourself having issues with any of the civilians let me or any of the other Vindicators know, we'll help them out. If you want to keep the scholars just follow the path until you come across the orange buildings. They'll be more interested in meeting you than these people will." </span>He motioned to the crowd of mostly terrified onlookers then headed towards them.<span style="color: #8000ff">"There's no need to be afraid, it's simply a curious creature from another world. It means no harm and simply wants to look around. Any acts of aggression will be responded to without mercy by the Vindicators. Until then just stay out of its way." </span>Order didn't even have time to turn around before a young Draenei was tugging on her wing. "What manner of creature are you?"<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>