<span style="color: #660000">"I don't blame Elune for anything. Not one part of me does. We don't fault her for the past any more than we fault you for our deaths."</span>Crimzon nodded and held Tyrande tight to her chest, rocking slowly to the rolling of the waves once again.<br/><br/><span style="color: #b30000">"That won't stop me from fantasizing about it, and it'll only make our play dates that much more fun for me."</span>She grinned wickedly and wrapped her tail around Morah's.<span style="color: #b30000">"I have a mighty staff too, and I think mine is more effective. And you're right, no one person can replace me so with the permission of Tyrande and the parents I've started a specialized school for exceptional youth to teach them not only what I know, but how break it down make it easier for regular people to understand."</span><br/><br/>When Zelina appeared the servant hadn't moved an inch but when the priestess approached she tilted her head. "Priestess? I come with an invitation from the Matron, er, Ms. Nalo, for Leena and Nyarien to visit her and Morah on a tropical island. I bring with me a teleportation stone that will take her to the beach house when used."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>