<span style="color: blue">"You're clinically insane to the point where you're probably a danger to my well being, but you're easier to snuggle with than you are to run from so maybe I'm a little insane too. I'm not sure a ring would be the most practical but I'll figure something out, I always do."</span>By time Sharindia had appeared Saroha was already buried in a book and occasionally writing out symbols beside her.<span style="color: blue">"That was fast. I'll do what I need to for my studies, there's no harm in jumping a month ahead to check on the results of a coupling then leaving. Oh, Jazz, this is Sharindia. Word is she's become some Troll's trophy bitch, so keep that in mind when the insults start flying, and I can promise you they will."</span>She had still yet to even look at the other mage as she summoned another book and the spell she was writing became several times more intricate.<span style="color: blue">"I'm sure I was, fortunately I have more important things to worry about than my physical appearance since I can change it on a whim. When you can, Jazz, get cleaned up, we're taking a trip to Darnassus to meet a druid and her mage, then we're going to Silvermoon to meet a... woman, I guess you could call it, who specializes in reproduction. This won't work at all."</span>With an annoyed sigh she wiped the spell away and began to rewrite it.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>