<span style="color: #666600">“Ibara showed me that letter and specifically mentioned wanting her mother. So I went and got her... seeing that the native Ras apparently threw her down a flight of stairs, that took quite a bit of convincing. I also fully agree with him and his decision to throw her down some stairs. What an awful woman.” </span>He teleported them into the newly created room and she would feel energy surge through her body as though she had just been blasted with pure mana.<span style="color: #666600"> “Decorate the room for the bitchiest Blood Elf you can imagine. Just think about what you want and it’ll be created, you’re borrowing my power right now. You’re going to help me because you get off to talk like this, you like being treated like shit and I like you. I would gladly speak to you like you were my equal but you don’t respond to that. Now get to work, I’ve got a date with a spiteful businesswoman.”</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>