<span style="color: DarkOrange">"I have plenty to compare it against so just take my word for it, you're already much easier to be around and I like that."</span>Nyaka shrugged a bit and smiled.<span style="color: DarkOrange">"Everything. That is Elune, a fairly poorly representation if you ask me, she has a much cuter face and wider thighs. Attractive but stands out from the average Elf. Maybe you'll meet... actually, never mind, you probably won't. I was gonna say you might meet her in person some time but she's the mother of Ras' youngest daughter."</span><br/><br/>Karren let out a weak whine but even with Tyrande's power it still took a mighty effort to seal Karren's wounds. With the holes sealed there was now no longer any way to tell if Karren was still alive, her body completely still and empty eyes staring off into nothingness. Just as it seemed Tyrande was too late a slow snarl escaped the mage's body and she started to pull herself to her knees.<span style="color: Orange"> "I... cannot die... I... WILL NOT DIE... Whisperia needs... me."</span>The ground beneath Karren flash froze as she collapsed again causing it to shatter and thaw.<span style="color: Orange">"Whisperia... it wasn't my fault... this wasn't... my fault..." </span>Very slowly she rolled onto her side to look up at the two, her face streaked with frozen tears.<span style="color: Orange"> "Can... I have a blanket... it's so... cold..."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>