Elune shook her head with a soft sigh before the image sat though on what was a good quiestion.<span style="color: purple"> "no Vyre, this is me, im just speaking to you from Silvermoon because The'kal is holding me here and ive been too busy trying to fix things to force my way out."</span>the room around them was the same room Ras used to visist the goddess in when he came to her realm.<span style="color: purple">"you cant stay dead Vyre, as we speak there is a power building inside Ophidian to ressurect you and before you argue its not his fault youll be going back... when i made you and Azshara i linked you and as i chose more people to serve as my tools you became linked to them as well, the only way one of you can stay dead is if another kills you. youve always had a purpose Vyre, you were supposed to keep and eye on Azshara and kill her if she went rogue but you didnt kill her. you let her live, you abandonded your purpose and you blocked out my voice. i didnt feel a thing when The'kal killed me, she took me out into the void without protection or warning, my body was born of a mortal and died instantly."</span>she stood up and walked over to sit next to Vyre but not too close.<span style="color: purple"> "Vyre i cant stop the ressurection from Azeroth, you are my spear and you must return but... perhaps i can do something else for you."</span>she stood up, pacing as she thought.<span style="color: purple"> "you love Ibara... maybe i could change your purpose? Ibara needs protecting and she needs to be impregnated to activate her Trollish side and release her powers... when your ressurected your body will be reset, your liver damage, the Dragon blood, the aches and pains... all of it will be gone."</span>she looked over at Vyre and sighed.<span style="color: purple">"tell me what you want Vyre, other then death because thats simply not an option, neither Tyrande or Ophidian will kill you and Azshara cant. so tell me, what do you want, i infringed on your free will when i made you, tell me what you want. but you have to hurry, i cant delay him for very long."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: darkred">"youll have to tell it."</span>she nodded and smiled at him.<span style="color: darkred">"of course."</span>when the Worgen barreled in the priestess jumped before she cleared the table, shattering every cup and the pot.<span style="color: darkred">"lay her down!"</span>once down she leaned over her daughter, lifting her eyelids to expose the same glow in her eyes.<span style="color: darkred">"it has to be Ophidian, something is happening on his end of the link."</span>she ripped open the corset, the glow exploding free to light up the room.<span style="color: darkred"> "definately his end... its Elune's power, silver... theres nothing i can do to stop this."</span><br/><br/>Ophidian was standing over Vyre's body with one hand held out, a thin but blinding beam of energy hitting the back of his hand and spreading to encompass Vyre in a circle of power but he wasnt moving almost like he was frozen in the middle of some kind of spell and there was an invisible shield of energy surrounding them both.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>