<span style="color: #ffff00">"Elune is fine, just unconscious. i didnt take this into consideration... i will rectify it."</span><br/><br/>Britomart retrurned the kiss and smiled.<span style="color: #ff0000">"thats a good answer."</span><br/><br/>Order slowly smirked and shook her head.<span style="color: #ffff00">"if thats what you need to tell yourselves... but your world has been under Eternal ownership and protection longer then any of you have been talking in more then grunts. did any of you ever stop to wonder why the Burning Legion, scourge of the cosmos needs a big fucking portal to come here? Elune blocked them out. shes been blocking them out the whole time and only with mortal help can they get around her. yes, well, the church got its ass kicked already and everyone can read now so that shouldnt happen anymore.</span>" the smile fell and she looked into the mug incredulously.<span style="color: #ffff00"> "i smiled?"</span>she mumbled off everything in the cup again before she looked at him and shrugged.<span style="color: #ffff00">"hate to dissapoint but i dont have much of an imagination, thats as gone as my emotions. i can present you with maces, or macelike weapons built on thousands of different worlds, but i cant realy produce anything on my own." </span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>