"You don't have to tell me about your past, just about you. What do you like to do for fun, what are your favorite things, least favorite, things like that. There's no need to go digging up things that are best left buried. Tyrande will probably say no until she's... well she's already rather blue, green in the face? But that's why I'm going to talk to Elune about it, she may be more willing to push it if she has some... general idea of what's going on."<br/><br/><span style="color: purple">"If you don't keep it in mind you'll find I can be very violent. I'm just fine with jokes but joking about forcing me to keep an egg is treading on very dangerous ground."</span>She cocked an eyebrow and looked back at the Dragon.<span style="color: purple"> "Eh... it'd be pointless violence. And violence begets violence, you attack them, they retaliate, and a war breaks out. My mother also warned me about you and your power. I've known about you since before you showed up with your deal."</span>The Elf filled her mug and took a deep breath.<span style="color: purple">"Honestly. After you fucked me, disregarding the egg, I decided you would be a great pet if for nothing else than to get laid whenever I wanted without losing any respect in the public eye. Over time I found you tolerable and eventually... pleasant to be around. I don't want you drawing any unwanted attention by any would be heroes or whatever, I just want you to be you... and you are mine. You shouldn't feel guilty, killing someone for going out of their way to harm another is valid. But a full blown massacre is never okay."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>