Order looked at Delithia for a moment before she frowned.<span style="color: #ffff00"> "lets pretend i am a wounded mortal who was nearly torn in half across the belly by two kodos and then trampled by them for good measure... the triage is done, i will survive but recovery has barely begun."</span><br/><br/>Ashia grumbled quietly and slowly sat up.<span style="color: #404040">"i can see it will be impossible to sleep in from now on."</span>she looked at her daughter and frowned faintly before she looked at Vyre.<span style="color: #404040">"why on Azeroth would Ras make clothes for my children?"</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>