<span style="color: purple">"You're talking to an immortal, or at least a former, telling me no one lives forever is fairly silly. No, you presence is... tolerable for now, I've had far more unattractive people near me and the scent of your Elf is... interesting, these new breed have such a more refined and less wild smell. Perhaps I'll have Ibara find me one as her next task, after I've healed though. The idea of wrapping myself around anything right now is less than pleasing."</span>Vyre nodded a bit and smiled.<span style="color: purple">"I've torn all of my scales off before, several times in fact, I'm well aware of what'll happen. But if you've no where to go is there anything you'd like to know about me, my past with Azshara, Nyarien, her father, your grandfather?"</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>