<span style="color: #666600">"The heart of Silvermoon, the very concept of what Ibara wanted it to be has been twisted and corrupted. The fear and hatred that followed Vyre, the broken, paranoid outbursts from Ibara. The... everything of Nalo and now the Animus. Racial tension and hatreds are still just as strong, crime and homelessness are rivaling that of Stormwind despite a much smaller population. It was much better when Nalo was in charge, but Nalo didn't have Morah to... temper her ambitions and you know the story. I just wish I could... erase the city and settle the people down in a new city with a fresh start and a competent leader." </span>She looked to Crimzon then back to Tyrande.<span style="color: #666600"> "Oh I'm totally going to walk over you, I'm getting you a nice, modest, bathing suit and we're going to go enjoy the sun for a few days. I may have had to destroy my realm from my days as a Loa but I can definitely recreate a beachfront resort to relax on. And if I can get Sharindia to cooperate I bet I can make it happen without you losing more than a night of sleep's worth of time..." S</span>he flashed the priestess a mischievous grin and turned to leave.<br/><br/><span style="color: #4da6ff">"I'm just a priestess, I wasn't built for that kind of sex... but I can't get enough of that harpy. She brings out a side of me I forgot I had." </span>She looked at Order for a moment and frowned.<span style="color: #4da6ff">"I'm not sure I follow. You want to... feel pain so you can live like a mortal with me?"</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>