"But that also opens us up to all of the bastards she has with Ashia. And the children Elerona has. That's an infinite number of potential problems for the future." No matter how powerful of a spell Sharindia used, she would only ever catch a shadow moving in the corner of her eye until a tongue ran up the length of her ear. When she spun around she'd find herself face to face with another Night Elf with a wide grin on her face.<span style="color: #ffcc99">"Hello there."</span>The woman had the large fangs of an ancient Night Elf with a feral mane of hair that nearly reached the ground.<span style="color: #ffcc99">"Oh my, You're not who I thought you were." </span>Ras pulled Sharindia back and moved between the two. "Who are you and why are you causing problems?"<span style="color: #ffcc99">"Well... You can call me leaving because I made a mistake."</span>"You break into my home and assault me and then think you can just walk away without explaining yourself?"<span style="color: #ffcc99">"Mmm, yes? What are you going to do, growl at me? Threaten me with violence and old spells? That'll just turn me on and you're not equipped to handle me."</span>She looked pointedly at Sharindia then pulled a list of names from her pocket and frowned.<span style="color: #ffcc99"> "I thought you were Vyre, you look just like her. And the notes said she lived here... Hm, oh well."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>