Tyrande sighed before she shook Muse's hand<span style="color: #5900b3">. "she isn't a woman, she is my Goddess... and i have no desire to hear about your activities with her."</span>Tyrande's voice was strained and Elune shook her head.<span style="color: #5900b3">"that statue was made to depict our Goddess with dignity, grace and strength."</span>she looked at Elune and then at Muse.<span style="color: #5900b3">"unlike the harlot form that The'kal made after she carelessly destroyed the body i gave birth to to house my Goddess... and you so blithely discuss defiling. i know your a Sayaadi but even your kind should have a little more respect when discussing the Goddess of an entire people." "Tyrande, please." "forgive me Goddess but you already told her how we feel about her and she still came up here to discuss the fact that she is your lover." "she just mentioned it." "yes, in public, in a place of worship, to me, the leader of our people's faith."</span><br/><br/>Order frowned and shook her head.<span style="color: #ffff00">"forgive me, i didn't know those details. but it is still the same principle, you must practice any skill to master it. of course you can learn to fly and once you have your defensive powers in place you can learn to do so without risking injury." </span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>