<span style="color: #b30000">"I don't know, High Priestess, but Nalo is a genius and possibly a gift from a goddess. Maybe she could lead our Sentinels?"</span><span style="color: #ff0000"> "I was created in a lab that was created by an Eternal, yes, I look like a Draenei because that's what my creators liked the look of. But I'm more of a curse than a blessing, I just got lucky that Darnassus and its territories were in such states of disrepair that I could help. My... Replacement in Silvermoon could make the Draenei ashamed of their technology, but it's limited by the knowledge and skills of the mortals around it. And its lack of people skills. I don't make any noise when I walk unless I intentionally try to. But if you want your soldiers better trained what if you recruited... You know who to do it? There's no better example of Night Elven martial prowess than her, and her pride could very easily be used to manipulate her into training your Sentinels."</span>She wrapped one arm around Tyrande and squeezed her gently.<span style="color: #ff0000">"I can't tell you not to do that because I don't understand the value of it, but if you feel that it's truly important to your people then do it but don't work yourself to death anymore. Or I just may have to sneak into your room and do something terrible." </span>She winked at the priestess then released her while Crimzon flinched and looked away.<span style="color: #b30000">"I don't know what you want me to say. I'm your bodyguard and nothing more." </span><span style="color: #ff0000">"Vyre said the same thing about Ibara before she snapped and hurt her. She tried to deny her feelings and everyone was worse for it."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>