The Naga looked at Tyrande as though she were crazy but other than a quiet utter in her tongue remained silent and let the priestess work.<span style="color: darkred">"There's been more than two but they weren't as lucky as the ones you found. One day I'm going to kill this so-called King of the Alliance. Humans live short lives but I feel his hasn't been short enough. Maybe when the war is over I'll see if I can talk to Nalo about helping me. You make him seem like a large source of stress, and one that would be entertaining to remove."</span>When Tyrande entered the Naga's mind she'd find it mostly empty save for a handful of memories nearly as old as the priestess.<span style="color: purple">"Time is short, if she sees you alive we'll all suffer!"</span>Vyre's hushed voice echoed throughout the mind.<span style="color: purple">"Take this tonic, share it with the others... we'll never meet again, but you'll be alive. You'll fall asleep, deep, deep asleep... when you wake up you'll forget about me, but you'll be safe. I love you, I love all of you and I wish I could say goodbye properly but our q- our queen comes, go!" </span>The voice faded away as quickly as it appeared, leaving Tyrande in silence. As the High Priestess looked deeper she'd be assaulted by the scent of fresh blood and her vision would go dark. Soon two blood-red eyes pierced the darkness and Crimzon came into focus holding Vyre's shattered body then vanished again.<span style="color: blue">"Mistress... I found you... I still remember..."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>