Rayne listened and while the most attentive Seraphim would hear a low growl from the Elf she slowly looked up at them with clear exhaustion on her face.<span style="color: #660066">"I'm starving and exhausted, and I'm not very bright to begin but I have to defend the right to own..." </span>She took a deep breath and rubbed her face.<span style="color: #660066">"I'm a simple warrior, I have no magical ability or super reflexes. I'm only good at yelling orders and cutting down Horde and demons. Compared to your people and your crazy altitu... force... flying things and metal tubes surely one Elf with some old glaives made of hide, bone, metal, and some unenchanted gems isn't a threat. I really can't mount them on a wall and dust them every now and then? I'm not allowed any small comfort of home?" </span>She let out another sigh and put her head back down.<span style="color: #660066">"Fine, whatever. I'll outlive all of you anyways and then I'll be free to... keep them on a wall. I agree to your terms. Well I can say none of your people ever made it to Azeroth... probably. The Humans seem to have worshipped something that looks like your people, less bird-like, and more like Humans with bird wings. Why don't you ask an Eternal? I don't know anything about them but I know they're godlike beings on my world, I know one is my goddess Elune but she ignores me because I wouldn't pledge loyalty to her... I can't remember why though. And there's another named The'kal, but she only likes Trolls."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>