<span style="color: #5900b3">"i am, i am."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #00b300">"if thats true then dont argue with someone who has all their mental faculties in tact. meaning what? your not my superior in any way, in fact the longer i talk to you the more i think the opposite is true. no, your wrong, Vyre gets all her power from Elune as well and when we fought those powers were cancelled out to prevent us from destroying the area around us. it was just the strength of our bodies and our skill with our chosen weapons. the elements? dont make me laugh, i faced the armies of Ragnaros, his fire druids and his champions and none of them were a match for the powers gifted me by Elune."</span>he snorted and opened the door.<span style="color: #00b300">"ignorant, senile, argumentative and arrogant... great combination."</span>he closed the door behind himself and returned to the dining room.<span style="color: #00b300"> "brother, you owe me that keg. she attacked me and im so glad i met her i could drink the whole keg right now... its so nice knowing two of  the three ancestors on my birth mother's side are arrogant, violent and willfully ignorant."</span>he shook his head and leaned against a wall in an obviously foul mood.<span style="color: #00b300">"do me a favor, if you find anymore of my Naga relatives dont tell me. the more i meet them the more shame i feel for where i came from and what i physically am."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>