Vyre was only half listening now, her eyes shut with one hand on her temple while the was drawing lines in the air.<span style="color: purple"> "Nalo's made herself a friend in a curious sniper who wanted more than just a peak through her scope. The Silvermoon Army is making a big scene telling all the civilians not to worry, that it's just practice, and the Alliance soldiers are trickling into Dawnstrider Square. Five are dead, the rest are terrified... keep them scared Nalo, and bring me their dogtags and emblems, I wish to pay the king of Stormwind a visit and want to bring along a gift. Oh and get me two swords and a shield, I think they'll look good mounted together above a fireplace."</span>She half jumped out of her seat when one of Nalo's guards appeared out of nowhere and laid the requested items at her feet then melted into the ground.<span style="color: purple"> "Ibara, that is what I meant when I said they gave me the chills. Even Ras needs shadows to vanish in, these guys just walk through walls and shit."</span>A muffled, but pained groan escaped her as she grabbed her head with both hands.<span style="color: purple">"This magical communication stuff is too much for me... my head is killing me and I'm pretty sure I'm starting to see double."</span><br/><br/>"I haven't actually met Azu yet, and I wasn't planning on bringing one home last night but Amere made that decision for me. So what you're saying is, when it's time to get Amere pregnant bury her face in the harpy's pussy while I go to work?" Ras kissed her neck softly and smiled. "I trust you can handle it, you've handled every challenge I've thrown your way." He looked up curiously then back to his mate. "You did forget, and I eagerly await the day I can lay you on top of my other trophy Elf and fuck you both silly."<br/><br/>Sahra was still out cold from their activities during the night, the glow of the goddess' cum far dimmer but still noticeable in her consort's abdomen.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>