<span style="color: #666600">"No, but there's the Draenei, the brown-skinned Orcs, the Cenarion Circle, and other groups who fought against the Legion and everything else that happened there. They don't deserve to die for trying to help those who needed it. I will make an announcement there, I will tell those who want to leave to gather somewhere and you and I will find somewhere to spread them out safely." </span>The'kal rolled her eyes and let out a huff.<span style="color: #666600"> "Purely coincidence. My father was War, my mother Famine, my sister Corruption... Corruptor, technically. I wasn't destined for great things, as I'm sure you can imagine by the names of my family. Her family took me in as, eh... an infant, more or less. Anyways, you need rest, even if you can't feel it your body is pretty rough shape and no I'm not going to magic it back together. Some sleep would be good for you."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>