Ashia smiled as she watched Vyre while the child continued on.<span style="color: #003366">"it's not about any of that sweety, i just want our family to finally have some measure of normality... as your mother it is my duty to hold onto family heirlooms like that and pass them into your care for your children when you have them. i couldn't be there for you and Nyarien but now i can be and if i had any idea this was so close you would already hat that and so many more of the things i preserved for you. i have already given every blessing i can to this child and the one Anna carries."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #006600">"this is a moral and philosophical debate. you say they have different personalities and feel pain. i consider that enough to call them people and i will not have them intentionally harmed for my education and experimentation. Order may call you and Nalo machines because you lack souls but i have been around steam tanks. you are no steam tank and i know Nalo even loves."</span>the closer they got to Darkshire the worse the condition of the people but that didn't stop him, he only continued his patient work. he looked over at her and frowned a little.<span style="color: #006600">"i am a Naga and worse, a male one. there is nowhere on Azeroth that i can go where people will not hate and fear me. the only way my children or i will ever live in peace is for me to patiently endure and hope to do enough good that those around me are forced to pull their heads out of their asses and see that i am not a monster. the same thing will happen in Silvermoon or Darnassus or even undercity." </span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>