<span style="color: red">"You may be right, but what I want is going to be nearly impossible for you to acquire." </span>She turned around and folded her arms behind her back.<span style="color: red">"She won't be walking for a while when I'm done with her, let her enjoy her legs while she can. The problem with men is this, sometimes they find themselves in relationships with multiple women and all parties are happy, so much so that the man doesn't get greedy enough to go out and find more. I'm sure you already know who I'm talking about. I want many samples from Ras, Shauna, and Amere. And I don't mean dirty sheets either, they'd need to be fresh... something that normally shouldn't be an issue for you but being with Vyre's daughter will probably make it impossible."</span>She waved one hand and an image of Ras and Shauna fucking on the balcony came up behind her.<span style="color: red"> "You would think sending a female Tauren his way that meets his every physical desire would at least catch his eye but no... I hate it when men are loyal to their mates, especially when they have something I want."</span>All the images faded and she looked back up at Leena.<span style="color: red">"I haven't told you the whole truth but I haven't lied either, I do and will forever continue to provide refuge and assistance to those that need it regardless of genetic make-up or gender. I have my own agenda of course, and while I have no intentions on telling you what they are, know the temple has an-"</span>She spun around as an image appeared on the screen behind of her a man being savagely beat by three woman with wooden beams. With a disappointed shake of her head the knee caps of all three women exploded in a spray of blood and a cloaked body dashed in and out before the women had even hit the ground.<span style="color: red"> "No, not all of them, the largest one."</span>A separate screen appeared showing the cloaked figure running through the streets carrying the battered man while the other now showed a female Orc using the butt of a massive rifle to smash in the head of the chosen woman.<span style="color: red">"Karma is a bitch, especially when she sees everything. Naga though? I suppose I could keep an eye out for them. Maybe they can be bred with warm bloods, think of the potential muscle mass..."</span><br/><br/>Nyaka took a moment to answer the door, the scent of fresh spice bread coming out of the room behind her as she looked down at the girl.<span style="color: orange">"Ah good, I was waiting for these." </span>She took the packages and handed the girl a silver piece before moving to set the things down and read the notes.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>