Ophidian looked back at her and shook his head, one hand moving to stroke her cheek.<span style="color: green"> "Kitori, it doesnt matter if Ragnaros himself were to incinerate me, Elune would recreate my body and return me to life... preferably without my back problems."</span>he laughed quietly before stroking her back and kissed the top of her head and his other hand slowly stroked Syrenka.<span style="color: green">"the only thing you need to worry about is taking care of yourself when im gone. im going to take you to Stormwind and i want you to pick out a dagger or two to carry with you in this town. if i come home and someone has hurt you im going to string him up by his entrails."</span><br/><br/>Whisperia shook her head and kissed Karren's cheek.<span style="color: indigo">"i dont think it would have held anyway, Deathwing is far more powerful then even both of us put together."</span>she let the mage do the talking as she held her tail and then slipped it under Karren's robe and it was rather cold. she smiled at the man before she nodded and then smirked.<span style="color: indigo">"are you sure you want to go there? you will have Blood Elves trailed after you drooling."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>