Vincent nodded with a smile. "i did but that isn't the impressive part." he chuckled and shook his head. "i am not sure, i haven't had a chance to study these particular microbes before. at a guess i would say those tiny things swimming around are what turns the grape juice into wine." he moved over to an apothecary of drawers and pulled out another crude slide and put it into a bigger machines and looked inside and adjusted it before he stepped away. "if you look at this one you will see common mold spores along with tiny particles that i believe float in the air since they appear in every dry sample i process."<br/><br/><span style="color: #ffff00">"i don't mean your mother, i mean the empowered Elf Vyre that Elune hand crafted back in the days of Azshara. she is your ancestor and the source of your added strength, endurance and willpower. i think the Seraphim should stay here but they wouldn't listen to me even if i tried to advise them... but since that isn't an option i think they will be better off in Eversong. when Malfurion died Tyrande left the city to mourn in private which has left Shandriss Feathermoon in charge and i don't think the General will welcome the Seraphim. yes, i can protect them from Elerona. i failed you because i mistakenly gave my daughter absolute privacy in her home, i will not make that mistake again. i have not apologized because bringing it up risks dredging more of those memories from the graves Susan tried so hard to bury them in... but i do deeply regret what happened to you."</span>she shook her head and frowned, reaching up to point at Rayne's Glaive in it's Seraphim built display case on the wall.<span style="color: #ffff00">"your original armor was destroyed long ago. i can produce an identical set of higher quality but your weapon is right there and i will not help you break Seraphim law. you can work our the details with Susan, i am a busy woman, not a tour guide. those Furbolg are gone, the Fel took most of them and after speaking with them i helped the few survivors move to live with another clan as there were only four left." </span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>