Ophidian nodded and teleported them to the surface standing up and he stepped a little away and he took her upper hands firmly.<span style="color: #b35900">"hang onto me. you haven't stood on feet in ten thousand years, i don't want you falling on your ass."</span>his hands began to glow as he traced her memory to learn what she had looked like and then Nyarien flashed brightly and stood before him in her Night Elven form once again.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>