Karren shrugged and looked around at the various items.<span style="color: Orange">"You know, normally the plight of a Blood Elf would be the last thing someone like me would ever care about. However, I hate Ibara more than anything and if it bothers her it's good for me."</span>She grabbed a box and looked it over curiously before overloading it and tossing it to the shopkeeper, sending a surge of mana through her veins on contact.<span style="color: Orange">"I'm a walking battery for most Blood Elves, if I wanted to I could overload every trinket in here and have Elves swarming to buy your wares. Of course that's just an idea, I'd <i>never</i> undermine a tyrant like Ibara in her own city."</span><br/><br/>Kitori bit her lip and shook her head.<span style="color: DarkRed">"I- we're friends, but I'm good enough to be anything more than that. You need a good, whole woman to take care of you and Syrenka."</span><br/><br/>Dawn sighed softly and shook her head.<span style="color: DarkOrchid"> "I won't, my body is used to it by now and unless you specifically tell me otherwise my sleeping schedules won't change. It wasn't a man..." </span>She closed her eyes and took a deep breath.<span style="color: DarkOrchid">"It was a woman, a Witch Doctor from Zul'Aman. She cursed me with the mark, the inability to think for myself, and she used to me start her family. In the six years I was with her I had five of her children and lost three, the first one from the stress and fear, and a pair of twins after she lost a bet and blamed me for it. That's in the past now, if it wasn't for her I wouldn't be who I am today or able to carry your children."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>