Order shook her head with a faint smirk.<span style="color: #ffff00">"i have no idea, all this system does is locate those who need help and apply a color to their need so i can prioritize... as we have to keep telling the mortals, we aren't actually gods, i can't know every thought of every mortal on Azeroth. unfortunately i rarely have time for blue or green help requests, all we can do is pop over and see what this mortal needs."</span><br/><br/>Romas raised one brow and shook his head.<span style="color: #006633"> "such questions are not easily answered."</span><span style="color: #ff99cc">"i don't want monsters in my life... i had to watch my people turn into monsters, i want to spend the rest of my life in peace and happiness. i have prevented Romas from going to any of the wars that have come to the mountain."</span>Vestla looked down at the table and for the first time The'kal would sense shame coming from the Sayaad.<span style="color: #ff99cc">"i have the combined powers of forty Loa like gods at my disposal but i use my powers to hide in my bar and protect my family and employees... Lorna tried to stab me when i stopped her from joining the recent battles that came to the mountain."</span><br/><br/>Ophidian stared at Cozine before he sighed quietly.<span style="color: #006600">"i can't just cut you open, your asking for a major surgery... and if that egg is precious to The'kal I'm afraid i must refuse, i will not risk angering any Eternal, especially not that one." </span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>