Karrie smiled and dried herself off as much as she could.<span style="color: #ff0000"> "I'll probably need a change of clothes... My robes could probably do with a long soak. I'll let Monia do that, and she can probably go buy me a change of clothes too. She knows my dimensions. I'm assuming that this body is the same as my old one."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #8000ff">"Our technology varies wildly from race to race. Night Elves shun the use of arcane magic so our military is made up of soldiers and huntresses back up by heavy siege weaponry that launches disks not unlike the weapons I came here with. Gnomes and Goblins use machines powered by unstable crystals and engines. The Dwarves use overwhelming power in the form of massive tanks powered by coal, capable of leveling a building without stopping. Then there's the aliens that came to us recently called Draenei, they crashed a giant crystal looking ship into our world but they use magic, crystals, and technology from another world. Our world is diverse and not just bloodthirsty savages hurling rocks at each other... Sometimes they throw fireballs and frostbolts at each other too."</span>She sipped at her cup and shook her head.<span style="color: #8000ff">"Emotional wellbeing? That's something only the wealthy needed to worry about. I can soldier on no matter how rough the conditions are."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>