<span style="color: #ff0000">"Being a Death Knight you aren't exactly the paragon of truth and righteousness... And his interest was because as a Loa to be he needed followers and children. He stopped being interested when the Loa thing fell through and his life wasn't dependent around how many women he could knock up." </span>Karrie shrugged and looked at the ground.<span style="color: #ff0000">"Danger isn't always bad, but imagine how nice it would be if I could just imagine up a new home for us and have it appear?" </span>Her scowl darkened for a moment before she let out a soft sigh.<span style="color: #ff0000">"If I wasn't getting used to this new arm I'd kick your blue ass all the way back to Zul'Drak. I... broke my last one. Nothing you did, I promise."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>