<span style="color: #404040">"why not? she has her own immortality, she can teach you how to do the same thing. i don't think Dragons are cold blooded, i mean Northrend is our birthplace and we don't shut down and die in the snow like snakes and other cold blooded creatures... but i guess it works even if it's not accurate. some of the differences are between all kinds of Dragons and all kinds of warm blooded beings, not just Dragonlings and Elves."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #ff4d4d">"after this round of arguing i think a flask of strong rum might be in order... but the rest sounds acceptable."</span>she shook her head and frowned.<span style="color: #ff4d4d">"you healed my injuries and more, that is quite enough and much appreciated."</span>Ibara stared into the slowly growing fire for several minutes before she looked at him.<span style="color: #b35900">"did you know that when someone looses a limb they often feel pain forever? the missing parts still hurt. for example if they lost an arm above the elbow they would feel pain all the way to the missing fingertips. the same power that allowed me to turn a Naga back into a Night Elf also allowed me to turn a Dwarf with a missing leg into a whole Dwarf... making people whole, alleviating their pain built this city as much as any speech i ever made using my other powers."</span>she looked back into the fire.<span style="color: #b35900">"remember that image i showed you? me, or rather, half of me, mangled, butchered practically beyond recognition... that is how i still feel. i didn't learn magic, i was born with those powers, they were as much a part of me as my arms and the pain of having them torn away is growing worse. love made the pain worth living with. the hope of a child and a family allowed me to smile and pretend i was okay. i no longer love and i have no more hope and the combined pain is killing me and nothing will fix that. Elune is gone and the Loa are dead and they took my powers with them." </span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>