The Troll woman nodded and started walking away. "Follow then, the appropriate memories will show as I speak. You are Elune, Goddess of the Night Elves, who I am is irrelevant but understand that this is a small world. Since you're more concerned about Iriaan I'll tell you her side first, during the war her mother sent her and her father far away from the World Tree, to what is now known as the Hinterlands, that's also her father's last known location. From there grief and anger overcame her when word reached her that her mother was dead. So she did what all shape shifters do when they need to clear their heads, they run, in her case she flew South and right into the hands of my husband." She let the memories play out and stopped walking, but remained with her back to Elune. "My side. I was a powerful priestess in life, my husband was a cruel and abusive shadow hunter." As she spoke and memories started playing she'd see the man in question bear striking resemblances to Arlokk. "But as horrible as he was, I was a devoted wife and took each blow with a smile as long as he never laid a finger on our children. Over time he pushed my body further and further with his various torture machines or try out new spells on me, it was when I was on my death bed that he came to me carrying the one you know as Iriaan, he killed her before she even knew what happened. Now he had two corpses of two very powerful women and he still wanted more children to continue his legacy so he did the only thing that made sense to him. He fused them body and soul and resurrected them, us, to what we are now. Iriaan, with your blessing, easily took over and suppressed me to the shadows of her mind and smeared him on the walls of the house then returned to Hyjal in hopes of hunting down her mother's murderer. She was attacked on sight, called an abomination, threatened... scared and heartbroken she fled, she flew far and fast looking for anywhere to settle down and hide. Tired, starving, and dying of thirst she found a small flock of harpies traveling around... well following a pack of centaur to pick off one while they slept for food and stealing their supplies, she joined without thinking twice and that's where her story ended. Iriaan can be restored, her soul, her memories are all here, my soul is only the small fragments you see here and there, crudely forced to combine with hers. If the spells holding us together are broken our bodies will become separated once more and you'll be able to save her, but my time on this world is thankfully over. And before you start throwing magic around, you need either a shadow hunter or a witch doctor who is very, very well versed in the arts of torture and unraveling of the soul... Lord Arlokk would be perfect, he literally wrote the book on it."<br/><br/>As the Shivan was killed her body merely disappeared and with the flick of the warlock's wrist the nearly eight foot tall demoness reappeared with the same grin. "Fun fact about demons, they can't be killed in this world. Go ahead and take your blood lust out on her, she enjoys it." He didn't even flinch when he was grabbed, instead he seemed more annoyed and images of pinning down Kuro and Arlokk began to race through Whisperia's mind. "I'm not going to apologize to her anymore than I'm going to explain myself to you. It's good to see this is how you repay someone for saving your pet's life, just one more thing for me to hate about this world."<br/><br/><span style="color: darkgreen">"I understand your point but you need to understand that you helping one family will earn both you and them the hatred of someone else and that could cause a very violent chain reaction. I can't give you any suggestions on how to handle mortals, it's something you'll just have to learn on your own while growing up. But be thankful you're growing up in the real world as opposed to your mother's island, it's letting you see what the world is really like and soon you'll be able to know, or at least have an idea of, what needs to be changed and what can be changed." </span>He shook his head and let out a sigh.<span style="color: darkgreen">"No, not at all, you just need to be very careful about what you do and try to remain as neutral as possible, if one group thinks they're favored or disliked by you they will act as such and cause you and those around them a lot of problems. I know you will Amber, you're such a sweet girl."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>