Morah shook her head and chose to let the subject drop as she turned to head in the indicated direction.<span style="color: #ffa64d">"lead the way my dear."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #5900b3">"shes drugged to the point of having no control over her desires and... shes an ancient Highborne and she lived in a time when breaking your rival and making them your toy was an accepted and even encouraged action. its a habit she can usually keep under control but right now she is a loose cannon with no inhibitions what so ever. Relene is fine, ever since she got that ring she has stopped being an emotional recluse and is quite happy."</span>she looked over at Aerin and shook her head.<span style="color: #5900b3"> "i am not an Elf, i am not a god but my kind have powers that can only be called godlike."</span>once they were out of the tub Elune teleported them to the roof and pointed up to the recently terraformed moon.<span style="color: #5900b3">"that moon was changed from a lifeless rock into a livable and perfect, if smaller, replica of Draenor in less then half an hour by a woman named Order. she and The'kal have decided not to allow anymore wars and i dont think there is anything that can be done to defy them... that includes me, they are infinately stronger then i am."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>