<span style="color: #4dffff">"Alright uh... Well I'm not familiar with mortal cities outside of Stormwind and I only know of Dalaran. So you can tell me where we could find other libraries and I can find ways to get you in without eating anyone. Or turning them into sheep."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #a64dff">"God... you keep using that word. I love him... I would kill for him... But he's no god and he doesn't like... worshippers." </span>She reached up and touched Yinxha's face gently.<span style="color: #a64dff">"Mmm... I bet he'd like to get you pregnant... he loves strong women. I see it in your eyes..." </span>Being as out of it as she was she didn't seem to notice Yinxha's belly.<span style="color: #a64dff"> "He doesn't love me though. No, no, no... too strong, too broken... my mother stole him from me, Sharindia, that jealous heifer... He was MY boyfriend, I was going to have his... his children. Not these undeserving mortal... mortal whores. A Gnome? A Gnome!? A washed up mage like... my mother? Look at me... what was your name again? Yee... Yenifer? I'm perfect and he passed me up for food and livestock." </span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>