Matron leaned over and grabbed her folder then started going through it.<span style="color: red">"Well maybe I have an actual name in here, or maybe I can use the name of one of my parents. They had to get the genetic material to make me from some... where..." </span>She scowled as she reached a report which she pulled from the folder written in Draenic, her hands began to shake as she read, pain filling her expression .<span style="color: red">"So many lives were lost to create me, temper my lust... I had a mate? No, she was a caretaker I took a liking to, she was executed when she refused to drug and sedate me for further experimentation. She was my mother... did I have a name though? Y-Yala?"</span>She was silent as she finished reading the report and took a deep breath.<span style="color: red">"My name was Nalo, my name is Nalo. No Leena won't get pregnant, she'll be well taken care of here and even if she does get pregnant through some impossible means I'll take the child myself."</span>Her expression cleared up quickly and she smiled.<span style="color: red">"Sorry, I'm still excited that I managed to talk to you in person, even more so that I managed to get the approval of two other High Priestesses."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>