Jenjayah looked up slowly, her eyes bloodshot and puffy and she had to wipe her eyes to clear the tears for them before she returned the hug desperately and nodded.<span style="color: darkorange">"i... ill... ill tr-try..."</span>she closed her eyes and burried her face in Nyaka's neck, her sobs slowly dying down as she was held.<br/><br/>Ophidian shook his head slightly, smirking.<span style="color: green"> "no, they dont have honor. the Tauren do but not the Orcs, they tried to kill an obviously orphaned child lost in the barrens without thinking twice... Trolls are questionsable, the Forsaken never had it and neither do the Blood Elves."</span><br/><br/>Jazrine smiled a little before she led Saroha to look for the shower.<span style="color: darkslateblue">"your never really the same no... but your never all that different either my dear."</span>she rolled her eyes before she grabbed the mage's ass and pushed her into the shower and turned the water on.<span style="color: darkslateblue"> "dont aruge with me or i will keep your pants."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>