<span style="color: #336600">"That's not what I mean and you know it, my dear. Why are you being difficult? Justice and Elerona are perfectly safe to be around and neither are so abnormal that you can't spend time with them." </span>Even with her pain dealt with the warrior still remained laying down with her arms over her head.<span style="color: #a64dff">"I will accept the offer of a makeover later. I... still need to process some things. I don't know if I'm fit to live in your world, a world of peace and tolerance, those are two things that I lacked in my first life and what got me killed. Give me a little bit of time, okay?" </span>The huntress shrugged and went back to her fishing.<span style="color: #9999ff"> "Oh, you have no idea. A good chunk of our family are still bound to this world as ghosts because they defied Azshara simply because they could. I know my cousin Rayne Bladesong managed to get her hands on a Troll mercenary and turn him into a husband and then fought a Loa when she earned her wrath. And won. I'm sure Delithia would rather be asleep right now but that's just the nature of our family, stubborn to the end even when we don't want to fight."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>