Vincent frowned and shook his head. "that all seems silly. the hangover is a reminder not to overindulge too much or you will suffer and i am not a Blood Elf and i have good reserve of my own mana so i doubt that is doing much."<br/><br/>Order snorted and chuckled quietly.<span style="color: #ffff00">"you couldn't be more wrong about that. my autonomous bodies and myself have responded to over a hundred thousand requests for a child to be cured of a major birth defect. defects such as blindness, organ failure, twisted, malformed limbs and other crippling disabilities that often lead to short, painful lives on this barbaric world. while cradling the evidence of their defective DNA they will violently reject any notion that they should cease procreating. they have called me a liar. accused their mate of procreating with another. accused me of causing the very defect they begged me to cure. i have even been attacked by mortals who cannot abide their instinct to procreate being challenged in any way. the very notion that i found her unworthy of mating with Isabelle in a way she couldn't fix sent Rayne into the very rage we are discussing. she accused me of conspiring against her as though i have nothing better to do then pick on her. no, stay away from Rayne. we are both better off if she doesn't know you exist. she knows Susan cannot overrule me and accepts it, if she gets it in her head that you can overrule me she will never give up and neither of us deserve that headache. Nyarien is an exception in most ways but she is still stubborn to the point of self harm and her love borders on obsessive. Rayne's daughter is the worst example of every flaw Vyre has all at the same time."</span>she shook her head and frowned faintly.<span style="color: #ffff00">"unfortunately Animus hasn't fixated on anyone so your theory will remain untested and Animus' recent activities have me deeply concerned for it's long term existence." </span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>