<span style="color: red">"I think a roar or two would get her to stop. I'm told mortals don't appreciate having their ear drums ruptured." </span>The brave lowered his rifle as Shauna spoke and let out a low sigh of annoyance. "It's dark and you Elves all look alike from a distance, tall and skinny. And then you're walking with that beast. The war on Garrosh has left our people on edge, we're but a small camp compared to Bloodhoof. We don't need any unneeded excitement. And I did see that blast of fire in the distance." Singe looked away with a whistle and folded her arms. "A friend of Ras? That's even worse, but your diplomatic powers are accepted here and it's not my place to deny you." He looked at the two again and shook his head before heading back on his patrol around the camp.<span style="color: red">"That's about the reaction I was expecting if I had to be perfectly honest."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: purple">"Not serious, just get you healthy. Too old to ever be strong again, but still good for moving around."</span>She shook her head and smiled.<span style="color: purple"> "I won't teach you to fight then, I'll teach to you to defend yourself while you have no magic. things even a relic can learn. Good, if Ras is my father and wants anything to do with me I will be happy to learn."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>