<span style="color: #ffff00">"good plan." </span>she nodded and teleported in another bottle and set the empty one side.<span style="color: #ffff00">"sooner or later i will get all mopey and cry on someone... i won't remember it but apparently i give lavish gifts to whoever tolerates me."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #b30000">"the going rate for live in servants in this city is two gold a month plus board, i give them ten a month to make sure they never question my eccentricities... i uh... don't have father, just a Blood Elven mother and my Dragon mother and please don't make me explain that any further. as for mortal men, they couldn't get me pregnant and well... I'm seven tall at the shoulder and built to lay eggs the size of your head painlessly, even a Draenei isn't equipped to satisfy and that's beyond me not trusting anyone. thankfully i only go into heat once a year."</span>she smiled broadly for the first time and nodded.<span style="color: #b30000">"i usually melt down engraved items like that, i just hadn't gotten enough silver together to fire up my crucible but I'm glad i could be helpful."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>