<span style="color: darkorange">"You were a terrible parent in the past and they made steps to protect Syrenka. You cannot blame them for cutting you out of Syrenka's life." </span>Nyaka shook her head and rolled onto her stomach.<span style="color: darkorange"> "Don't worry about it, just enjoy yourself and try to get what little sun I can next to this blasted tree. I do miss the jungles some days..."</span><br/><br/>"Well you can throw yourself on my dagger and die a martyr, but we both know I don't want to fight you. Or fight anyone in general. Tyrande needs some personal assistants and I think Nalo would be good for the job." He tossed one guard to the side like a rag doll and grabbed the keyring from another to open Nalo's cage.<span style="color: red">"Ras. How nice of you to visit." </span>"We're going to Darnassus, I have someone I'd like you to meet."<span style="color: red"> "Well I do like the Night Elves, and I owe Elune a favor. What could they possibly need my help with?"</span>"Tyrande needs more help than even Ibara." Nalo raised an eyebrow then followed Ras out of the cell. "If Ibara asks, tell her I said to eat a dick. And you, Valeen, you need to sit on one."<span style="color: red">"I've already offered, she's still upset about Rintha setting her up with me."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: darkred">"I don't have the emotions to cloud my judgement. You can handle the people and I will handle the sentinel deployment. I have no authority? The one person who knows everything about you, the one you can trust your darkest secrets to, has no authority to judge you unfit? You said yourself you're stretched too thin, the sentinels under my leadership will save you a considerable amount of work and give me something to do when I'm sitting in the prison hoping someone tries a breakout. I can also reduce the amount of casualties, increase our sentinels chances of success on the field, and with time, rebuild their trust in you." </span>Crimzon shook her head and looked into Tyrande's eyes.<span style="color: darkred">"My job is to keep you alive, if you drop dead from the stress what kind of bodyguard would I be if I couldn't protect my charge from herself?"</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>