Leena raised one brow before shaking her head.<span style="color: #ff0000">"you can be just as bitchy as Ibara you know that? i am fucking cooperating with you or did the fact that im still here even though i have no power, authority or responsabilities in this city go right over your head? i resigned my position the day Ibara had her fight with Nalo and made me do aweful things. the only one of them that still speaks to me is Morah and only because she cant hate anyone... she turnd away to hide her tears more then anything."</span>indeed the Tauren woman was crying, her shoulders hitching visibly but she was holding back her sobs.<span style="color: #ff0000"> "they will do what is right because its right, you dont have to threaten anyone. you dont have to treat them like this to get things done... they want what you want, but you need to remember we are mortals and no matter how much of your power we see we will never really understand what your capable of. you tell us to farm the first thing Valeen thinks is that she needs to buy seeds, lumber and livestock to get it all running. we dont expect you to give us everything, we are happy for just the help we really need and will happily do the hard work to make it all function. but they will not speak to you, youve lost loved ones, you know that pain so dont you stand there and tell me their reaction is wrong."</span><br/><br/>Britomart shrugged with a smirk.<span style="color: #ff0000">"if you want, i am your wife, if you want to cover my chest in jizz go right ahead... you try to cum on my face and ill bite your dick."</span>she shook her head a little and sighed happily at his touch.<span style="color: #ff0000">"i dont know, Whisperia made me jealous but she isnt really mine anymore... you with another woman might hurt me, i really dont know."</span><br/><br/>Order smirked and motioned to her mug.<span style="color: #ffff00">"i havent explored anything, ive never been drunk... i can feel it trying to interfere with my mind but so far its really not strong enough to addle me. my name is order because every aspect of my existance exists in a perfect state of order, my thought processes, my power, even the swirling patterns of my natural state are orderly."</span>she smirked a little and refilled her mug but didnt seem notice that it was now full of straight whiskey as she looked at his hand.<span style="color: #ffff00">"The'kal says the same thing... her son, Ras. we fought everytime we spoke. and the first time was right after i saved his mate's life, i was explaining what i had done, why, and how to care for her and he still chose to treat me like dirt. why should i give another second of thought to those people? i dont care that they hate me, most of my kind hate and fear me, why do a half dozen mortals matter when i can find better mortals? mortals who will give me a fair chance as you have"</span>she smiled faintly and shook her head.<span style="color: #ffff00"> "im glad i found you Lonnie, your a good man."</span>after a moment she laughed and took a long drink and frowned.<span style="color: #ffff00">"well thats different... but for all i know ill find some mortal woman i wouldnt find distasteful? there might be some mortal out there who can make me see things differently... thats definately the alchahol talking... if that happens i might even let you watch since you said you like that kind of thing. that magic you speak of, thats the start of it turning into something like our's. your souls trying to connect through the flesh, to become one."</span><br/><br/>in Darnassus Morah had gone from enjoying her meal with Nalo to suddenly crying, her head burried in her arms on the table as she tried and failed to control herself.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>