<span style="color: #ffff00">"she didnt throw in her lot, her people exiled her and in her rage she became a Death Knight."</span>Rachel looked at Order in utter confusion and shook her hea.<span style="color: #4d4dff">"what? how?"</span><span style="color: #ffff00">"its all there in your head, you just dont have access to it."</span>she looked at Rachel and nodded.<span style="color: #ffff00">"hello."</span><span style="color: #4d4dff">"you have to be the... the..."</span><span style="color: #ffff00"> "strangest and rudest person you have ever met. im still reading your mind, there is no need to be polite."</span>she frowned slightly and raised one hand and an exact but undamaged copy of Karrie's body appeared, horns and tail included.<span style="color: #ffff00">"this is a perfect duplicate of the condition your body should be in, ignoring the miraid wounds you have suffered. its a simple matter for me to... pop you over into it."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>