Ras paused and shook his head. "I don't know. She doesn't have much of a personality because she's been miserable for so long, possibly as long as she's been alive. I don't really know my own daughter, she doesn't like to be around us."<br/><br/><span style="color: #b30000">"Well, I almost burned down a brothel a little bit ago because I was told the owner was refusing to pay taxes. Then I found out his taxes had been forgiven by Tyrande herself and that his workers had been ripped off by a merchant. Now he's been arrested and everything he owns is being searched and seized."</span>She frowned and shook her head.<span style="color: #b30000">"That has never been my intention. You'll both be happy to hear I was given an assistant to make sure I eat regularly. I haven't had any issues since."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>