the Harpy frowned faintly as she listened and then looked at Order and back to Delithia.<span style="color: #ff4d4d"> "where is Elf's home? me has heard about terrible places where is horrible cold or horrible hot or air is all wet and is horrible hot at same time, me likes not being miserable temperature. and does Elf have place to wash? me learned to wash and never ever wants to be so dirty again."</span>she nodded a little and bit her lip.<span style="color: #ff4d4d">"no need think if Elf answers questions."</span><br/><br/>Jenjayah returned the kiss with a smirk.<span style="color: #ff8000">"if you had any idea how hard it has been to get back here..."</span><span style="color: #b35900">"hello Nyaka. it would be hard for her to forget me since i can talk now." </span>she squeaked quietly as she was picked up and then smiled a bit.<span style="color: #ff8000">"i just told you, i missed you. i do hate Elves but your not an Elf no matter what you look like. i tried to come visit a year ago when it was safe to travel with mom but the damned Elves wouldn't let me pass, hell they wouldn't even accept a letter."</span>she squeezed Nyaka again before she broke the hug to take off her backpack and stretch.<span style="color: #ff8000">"i had just about given up hope of ever seeing you again when i heard a rumor about a crazy Troll man with a harem of Alliance women living in Mulgore in a huge mansion that had popped up over night."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>