"It proves plenty, your life was even worse than a Death Knight's. Regardless, I'm happy to have you and happy that you're starting to have some semblance of a normal and happy life." He stuck his tongue out at her before returning his attention to the Human. "You're no fun at all, maybe I'll introduce you to my mother and leave you at her mercy for a while. I can be like Vyre and leave my loved ones in the care of others."<br/><br/>Vyre followed the Draenei and took a seat across from her. She listened with a raised eyebrow and began to laugh softly as Valeen spoke.<span style="color: purple">"So, wait, wait. Ras, the big, bad stab-first-question-later Troll is worshiped by Gnomes, Elves, and Humans? Mister 'I need a Troll to breed' just can't seem to get away from the big blue can he? That's hilarious." </span>She leaned over the desk to see the file herself and nodded.<span style="color: purple">"See now that makes far more sense, justice for a bunch of dead bastards? Not so much. I wonder how many they actually killed and how Ras even found out about it. Killing Ras wouldn't be bad for me, he's a good friend but I've lost plenty of friends and loved ones in the past. When you're as old and jaded as me death stops mattering. I'm sure Ibara would get over Ras' death but it's the rest of his family that could be trouble... and imagine Elune's wrath if she knew you were the one responsible for severing Ras' lifeline. I'd like to see your space-windchimes save you from that."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>