<span style="color: #666600">"I can get her if you'd like, but since Vaal is already here you could get her out of the way. The other Draenei isn't nearly as excited about the prospect of being a mother for a dragon, but she's willing to do whatever it takes to get out of the city. You'll probably want to sit down and talk to both her and the High Elf."</span><span style="color: #0080ff">"Maybe Nail and Spite, they are still my servants and I will need their assistance with various matters as time goes on. Thrak does want it, but I know about your... incident the last time you met."</span>Vaal nodded after a moment then smiled.<span style="color: #59b300"> "Am... glad to hear that. Will make my life with your children more enjoyable. A little surprised, but glad too." </span>The'kal smiled softly and nodded.<span style="color: #666600"> "I'm glad to hear that. It's a sign that you're beginning to mature as a person and that I made the right choice in selecting you as a mate."</span><br/><br/>"And I'm willing to bet all two hundred of them are boring and flavorless, just like the Elves you learned to cook from." He stuck his tongue out at her while his hands worked out any knots in his back. "Ibara and Vyre had a real nasty fall out, Ibara went against her own laws to try and claim Nalo as property of the city. Now all of the High Priestesses have either abandoned Ibara, like Leena, or are scrambling to keep the city in as few pieces as possible."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>