<span style="color: red">"If you had I wouldn't have noticed, you're not exactly the strongest thing I've pissed off. It's also worth repeating that I have enhanced durability." </span>Nalo frowned and shook her head.<span style="color: red">"I don't take orders very well, I give them but I'll humor you for the time being."</span>She grunted as she was forced into position and relaxed after a moment.<span style="color: red">"I wasn't created to be fluid! I'm going to need new robes to fit this... posture."</span>With a sigh she looked around the city then nodded.<span style="color: red">"Alright, fine. Let's go get our food. I am called Nalo, technically I'm N.A.6 but my... father wanted me to have a real name. I'm considering filing a lawsuit against Ibara and Silvermoon as a whole for wrongful imprisonment, the gold I'd make from them would serve Darnassus quite well. Not to mention the secrets I could sell if they choose not to cooperate. I'm sure the Alliance and Horde would love to know every structural weak point and strengths and weaknesses of its defenders."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>