Bayne smirked but sighed softly as she was picked up and carried again.<span style="color: Blue">"I hope your Elves can work their magic, I don't like being carried or treated like I'm a cripple. I'm depressed and sleep deprived, not injured."<br/>
</span><br/>Jim sighed as he paced back and forth in their cabin. "We're going to be in Northrend within the hour. I can't believe I let those pricks bully us into this.. How are you holding, Brit?"<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>