<span style="color: darkslateblue">"oh that wont be a problem my dear, youll be quite exhausted when im done with you, your not a god anymore so its almost fair for you."</span>Elune sighed softly and looked at Sahra for a moment before shaking her head.<span style="color: purple">"a few torn pussies was the problem... nothing puts a damper on a fertility ritual like the prospective mother nearly bleeding to death on a stone dick."</span>Amere and Sharindia crossed their legs quickly making Elune laugh quietly.<span style="color: purple">"those imperfections are a result of this world not me. the first Night Elves were each hand sculpted works of art and love, i made eight thousand of them, all the pregentiors of the traits you have seen in the Elves. Sharindia's imperfections are mostly from polutants her ancestors accidently ingested but her crooked right ear is from drugs her mother was taking while pregnant. your uncentered nipples are from the same kinds of polution but your uneaven ears come from your great grandmother and grandfather on your father's side having been twin brother and sister and not knowing it. i just took it on myself to straighten that out and clear up those leftover polutants from your blood."</span><span style="color: magenta"> "i made this up all on my own."</span><span style="color: purple">"which is why she appears perfect but when shes herself you would notice that Amere's eyes are mismatched in their shades of blue and she also has problems with ingrown toenails. again the polution of the world."</span><br/><br/>Ana paled and shook her head.<span style="color: deepskyblue">"m-mi-mistress p-p-pl-please n-no... i-i-i-im n-not r-r-ready t-to t-talk to th-the h-horde r-r-r-races."</span>the woman looked up at them and then at Ana concernedly but didnt move and seemed rather frustrated all of a sudden and it was obvious a moment later when she tried to speak common but nothing intelligable came from her and she sighed angrily.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>