<span style="color: green">"What do you mean completely different person? I like who I am now and my new friends find my body appealing... can I have my memories have keep this body? The way Arlokk and Whisperia were looking at me made me feel... wanted." </span><br/><br/>Crimzon shrugged a bit and put the file away in her desk.<span style="color: darkred">"I wouldn't have gone after you, he had no reason to be in here beyond 'he's Horde' and honestly there are far more deserving people that should be in my cells than him. But Tyrande ordered me to follow my superiors and I will do so as to not disappoint her." </span>The construct nodded and after a moment stood up with a look of intent her on face as she started to equip her armor and glaives which looked like they should have been fired from an artillery than carried. With the massive blade strapped firmly to her back she collected a large scroll case and nodded.<span style="color: darkred">"You're right, Tyrande needs to be kept up to date on the condition of the prison and the prisoners. I saved Tyrande's life when the city was attacked yes, Elune judged me and declared me a Night Elf worthy of her city."</span>Crimzon padded herself down before digging through her desk and pulling what looked to be a vial of blood then stashed it away into her breastplate.<span style="color: darkred"> "I hope this is a quick and painless, I don't want to hurt anyone but I will if I have to."</span><br/><br/>Arlokk nodded a bit and smiled down at Relene.<span style="color: darkgreen"> "I'll have to tell you Rayne's story some time, despite all her problems she probably had the purest heart I had ever seen. Her mind on the other hand  was as twisted as they came... Actually, I bet you could, yell loud enough and they'll both shut up. Ras, while not the most attentive man will stop everything to listen to his children and you know your mother."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>