<span style="color: darkorange">"You're a warrior and a father, how can you say pride is useless. Honor is left on the battlefield and I know who the mother of your child is, I can only assume it was pride that kept you from dirtying your claws on such a pathetic worm."</span>Nyarien shrugged a bit and let out a heavy sigh.<span style="color: darkorange">"Go through what I did, wake up in as much pain as I did, see strangers crowded around your mother's body, then tell me how I first reacted was rude. The shock has worn off and I'm acting like a reasonable adult, or as reasonable as I can considering the circumstances."</span>She looked over to the mage then the Tauren and back to Ophidian.<span style="color: darkorange">"What langue do these people speak? I'd like to learn it if I'm going to be spending time here."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>