The'kal folded her wings behind herself and smiled a little when the man approached her.<span style="color: #666600"> "Your mother is still worried about you. My name is Chaos, I... am just a person with a lot of power trying to solve problems in this world. She wanted to know what happened to her son, but I know you're not allowed to leave this village."</span>She looked past him to his wife and smiled a little more.<span style="color: #666600"> "And you wouldn't leave even if you could. Do you have anything I could take back to your mother to let her know that you're still alive and well?"</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #666600">"My relationship with my son is... complicated." </span>She sat up and took Vestla's hand.<span style="color: #666600">"Ras, my son, and the man currently breaking the main rule of your establishment has given Evelyn her arms back. She wants to explore the world and see everything she's missed. And Vhal is no longer working there, my mate and I spoke to her and she's gone back to being a child again, she's going to grow up in a house full of love so she's not so hateful and angry when she reaches adulthood. We've given her a second chance at life."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #b30000">"A Tauren. Just bigger and with shaggier fur because they live in Northrend."</span>She frowned up at him and shook her head.<span style="color: #b30000">"I just asked you to slice me open, do you think a needle will require restraints? And the egg is sideways so its spikes have dug into the side of my uterus."</span>She looked at the bottle and with a flash it grew larger and gained a golden tint.<span style="color: #b30000"> "I doubt you want to risk dragon semen spilling on your floor. Or Tauren... and there's a lot of both."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>