He let her run, for now... While idly examining te blood seeping from his still solidified specimen. "Fear not, I will set you free, my dear little doll, when I am good and ready..." The words, in their echoed tones were heard not with her ears, but within her mind... "Go, play the hungry whore, forget your duties to your city and people as you sate yourself... THIS  I command..." The final words holding some sort of a cosmic weight to them. The collar brimming as it began to warm up against her skin. Each drop of rain against her delicate skin like a lover's electric kiss. The pain of her battered hand subsiding as the wounds sealed with a warm tingle... Forming fresh, senstitive skin...<br/><br/>Meanwhile, he had exited teh ally, and had taken to wondering the roads and streets once more. Until, of course, he passed a Kel'dorei maiden moping about in a doorway, or so it seemed. "Excuse me, fair maiden, but when, if I may be so bold, finds you so dreary?" Crystaline staff in one hand, he used the other to gesture to the mixture of rain and cherry blossoms. "Could it be true? That the anchent elves of beauty and myth are tied so deeply with nature, that when she weeps, they can not help but join her?" The scarf was still high, and hat's brim low, masking his features, the fact he kept his head ever so slightly bowed, prevented even his eyes from being seen.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>