<span style="color: #00b300">"she kept one? thats surprising but yes, he is technically my uncle. well, i can talk to Kitori or maybe mother would take the child? she knows how to raise a Naga and there is no reason to kill an innocent baby."</span>he laughed quietly and shook his head.<span style="color: #00b300">"yeah i dont think the self control thing is working. she gave Kitori and i some kind of orbs that should give us the ability to change our bodies or do things that arent normally possible and she was spacifically talking about sex... i cant say i know what all i can do with it but i plan to find out." </span>he looked at Ras and shook his head.<span style="color: #00b300"> "you dont have to explain that to me Ras. you think i feel any connection to my race? or any race for that matter? i have no culture, no common history, nothing. hell, i dont even have cooking recipes from my own people."</span>he shrugged then turned to enter a store.<span style="color: #00b300">"all i have is a set of evil instincts that i have to battle every day... and it would be so easy and feel so good to give in just once... i know it would."</span>he shook his head firmly before he nodded, the room filled with the scent of chocolate and alcohol.<span style="color: #00b300"> "i dont think the kids will be eating these."</span><span style="color: #b35900">"oi, we got candy for the kids as well ye great slithering git."</span>Ophidian looked at the shopkeeper, a one armed Dwarf with a bald head and huge, braided red beard and laughed.<span style="color: #00b300">"broik? what the hell are you doing here?"</span><span style="color: #b35900">"im sellin candy, whats it look like? told ye my family ran a shop in Ironforge didnt i?" <span style="color: #00b300">"yeah but... candy?"</span> "whats wrong with candy? a few ah dese will have any woman outa her knickers and on her back in no time."</span>Ophidian laughed and looked to Ras.<span style="color: #00b300">"Ras, this is broik, i met him up on Mount Hyjal in the war. Broik, this is my brother Ras."</span><span style="color: #b35900">"saved me life is more like it, that dumbell Priest was praying my soul away while ah was bleedin out from losin me arm till you knocked him on his ass and outa the way. but ah thought you said your brother Ras was a Troll?"</span><span style="color: #00b300">"true, but i dont like to brag. he is a Troll, hes just in disguise."</span><span style="color: #b35900">"fair nuff. so how much ya be needin? and did you get back teh yer Elf? Kitri or whatever her name was? you know, the crazy one who loves a great big pair ah boots in desperate need of a good skinner."</span><span style="color: #00b300">"ha. ha. very funny. her name is Kitori and yes, i did and she has given me a son."</span>"<span style="color: #b35900">ah really didnt need ya refreshin that image in me mind... Night Elf layin an egg... blech."</span>he shuddered visibly and shook his head.<span style="color: #b35900">"ah aint been able to look at an Elf the same since you told me that craziness... and i used to love watchen them walk, der asses be at the perfect height ta appreciate... but you ruined it."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>