Tyrande frowned and then shook her head. "<span style="color: purple">Crimzon is an extremely powerful woman." </span>she nodded slightly and shook the water and it glowed faintly a moment later.<span style="color: purple"> "well i believe you, i can smell that youve been with someone of holy power lately but not one of my priestesses. and from the other scents your giving off your living in Ibara's lands and have been fighting the Wretched so im assuming your there with her permission."</span>she offered the vial back with a stern glance.<span style="color: purple">"if i find out you used this for anything other then what you said you can be sure i will replace every drop of your blood with this water and let it sear you to death."</span><br/><br/>Ibara and Amere appeared back at the house a few minutes later, Amere first to come outside, carrying plates and silverwear while Ibara brought the glasses and drinks, the halfbreed dressed in a deep purple robe that fit her form nicely and was split on one side most of the way up her thigh.<span style="color: magenta">"shes tougher to dress then i thought she would be.... her hair color clashes with so many others."</span><span style="color: darkorange">"your the stubborn one not me."</span><span style="color: magenta"> "well the blue you wanted just looked aweful."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>