<span style="color: #59b300">“A warrior turned singer… well, if anyone can do that it would be the descendants of the greatest Elf to ever live. Seriously, how does an Elf produce almost two hundred offspring in just as many years? It would have taken her more than a year just to grow the child. Azshara must have used some truly wicked magic on her. I’m getting distracted. I wish her the best of luck, even though I should be the Elf ambassador to that moon and not her. I don’t want to use their technology down here, I hate this world and want to live up there. I want to learn and adapt to their way of life. I’m not arrogant, I’m confident in my abilities, there’s a difference.”</span>She looked down at her legs then back to Order.<span style="color: #59b300">“It hurts like a bitch to walk around but I wouldn’t call them useless yet.”</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>