Singe stomped the pillar back into the earth and looked at Rintha.<span style="color: red">"I wasn't born a Tauren, or mortal, your ideas of spirits and elements are foreign to me." </span>Singe let out a huff and folded her arms.<span style="color: red"> "I am- I was a wyrmkin. As you may know, they don't breathe fire, they control it. Fireballs and the like. I learned to use the earth to my benefit as well, carved out caves, impaled prey, rained meteors on... enemies. I was turned into this, a Tauren, because fate is a truly strange thing." </span>She shook her head and looked to the ring of stones.<span style="color: red">"I'm not going to stop using my powers, they're my birthright and I don't apologize. I didn't apologize... if I'm to be a mortal I need to learn to accept that I'm flawed like one." </span>She made a fist then opened it to reveal a small flame which slowly grew into a small fire elemental.<span style="color: red"> "Now what?"</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>