"the more my family drinks the more likely a brawl will start over one stupid, ignorant opinion or another... the last one i saw cost five people teeth, two arms were broken and it only stopped there because someone got knocked into the chicken coup so it turned into a drunken chicken chase... which to be fair was incredibly entertaining."<br/><br/><span style="color: #ffff00">"you're missing my point. the moment she requested to pollute the Seraphim gene pool with Vyre's DNA the answer was no and there was never any chance that i would change my mind. all the rest was me scrambling to find a way to end the conversation once and for all without having to listen to her whine about it for the rest of her long life. Vyre's blood is a curse that inflicts self destructive stubbornness, uncontrolled aggression, an unreasonable need to lash out at authority or control, brutal self destructive mental and emotional habits and more rarely obsessive protection and possession instincts. i will not allow that to infect the Seraphim race just to satisfy one horny Night Elf."</span>she nodded and rolled her eyes.<span style="color: #ffff00">"ah, that's why Jasmine was getting drunk while meeting with me. i fear Animus will soon have to be removed from Azeroth... like every artificial intelligence the mortals around it are going to drive it to destruction." </span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>