<span style="color: red">"At least I have a place to call my own, what do you have? Exactly. Erase me? That's a cute threat,  especially when you're in the company of people far stronger than you who all want you dead."</span>Karren shrugged a conjured a large floating rug for her and her sister to sit down on.<span style="color: orange">"I've yet to see anything that shows you don't work for her. If we kept it between us and Ibara's priestesses Ibara would have gotten involved and things would have gotten... messy. I'd grow to get used to my wings eventually, all you did was waste my time."</span>When the Elf touched Ras' staff her hand was nearly blown off by a surge of energy and he struck her in the neck. "Keep your hands off me." His staff floated idly around him as he folded his arms and listened. "I'm not seeing an issue with any of that, Silvermoon's been razed once before, you Elves breed like rabbits, and Ibara can defend herself and has mages at her beck and call. No, I believe you're still bugging them because you wanted me to get involved and don't value your life. Ibara's not all that powerful anymore so I doubt she would have done anything of use for Karren anyways." He shrugged a bit then slowly raised an eyebrow. "Maybe it's just the prayers of the Horde soldiers messing with my hearing, but I'm pretty sure you just threatened my daughters. Even Elune wouldn't do something that stupid."<span style="color: orange">"She's also threatened to go back in time and fuck with Whisperia's life."</span>Ras shook his head slowly and sighed. "You're a dead woman."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>