Shauna's eyebrows raised and she shook her head.<span style="color: #ffff00">"i was not part of that mess, i didn't even know it was happening, i was asleep. oh i believe that Vyre fooled you into thinking she didn't enjoy it but answer me this. if she regretted it so much why was going out and getting herself a new toy the -very- first thing she did? the next thing she did was bring her new toy to Ibara's home and rub in her face just how replaceable Vyre thought Ibara was? when Ibara fired me and exiled me i felt so bad i got blackout drunk for ten days straight, i did not go get myself a new girl less then five hours later... i just got Saerwynn here three weeks ago, and its been what? six months since that horrible day? Vyre does not feel bad, she is just upset that Ibara hasn't killed herself."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #ff0000">"Elerona is the daughter of The'kal and Order. to hide her from their tyrannical government The'kal crippled, maimed and butchered her daughter's powers, abilities, senses and memories and stuffed her into a Succubus body. she chose a Succubus because The'kal's 'bloodline' are immune to the Fel, which is usually a fatal toxin to Eternals, no one would look on a Legion planet for an Eternal child. being so horribly crippled, to the point of believing her own cover story Elerona's powers were channeled into her physical abilities and her subconscious will... and we three are all priests, we know just how truly terrible the subconscious can be when those we love are hurt. i will not tell you how i found Rayne, no one should have to know such horrors... but she was still pregnant with Elerona's children."</span>the Priestess frowned and started counting on her fingers and when she reached fourteen she paled and shook her head. the Timelost one shook her head and sighed.<span style="color: #ff0000">"i may have her, i don't know that she can give me what i need right now, she is so cowardly and i am so hurt and volatile. we will never find our home... you may as well toss a single drop of water into the Maelstrom, fly away for ten years and then try to find that exact same drop of water in the ocean with absolutely no magic. for all you know that water drop got turned into rain, fell over land, ended up in a river, got captured and turned into ale and is currently on it's way to a Dwarf's bladder. we could search for a hundred thousand years and still not find it... and our window to returning to any kind of happiness is incredibly small. you have already been far kinder then most people... i am so sick and tired of being called a fake that i might very well rip the tongue out of the next person to say it." </span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>