<span style="color: #ff8000">"Well these ones don't have followers that will burn you alive for healing them so you're safe in that regard. Um, oh, and if anyone tries to kill you or Jen for being a Troll in Night Elf land you will be protected and your attacker will be reprimanded. So you will be safe to travel anywhere as long as Jen doesn't let her temper get out of hand."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #ff00ff">"I don't know how to act differently, I... I understand what you're saying but instincts are hard to fight. And I don't know if I'm strong enough to fight them."</span>"Then what are you strong enough to do? Disappoint your mother, father, and Anna? I'm giving you permission to stay here, but only out of pity for how weak you are." He kneeled down in front of his daughter and pulled her helmet off. "So, are you my strong daughter that I should be proud to welcome into my family. Or are you a weak, angry little girl who can only hurt people like Vyre?" He took her by the chin and forced her to look up at them. "What do you think, Sharindia, is she welcome into our home out of pity or pride?"<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>