"Just tell me whatever Eru wants, just because you're not good with words doesn't mean you can't tell me it is you want. It's what Eru deserves, she's been a good girl and deserves good things." He nudged her back into the water and handed her a rag. "No more distractions dear, you need to wash the soap the off of your feathers so we can dry you off and get into bed. Unless you don't want to get into bed yet?"<br/><br/>Crimzon shook her head a bit and clutched her blade tight.<span style="color: darkred"> "She saw right through me... she knew what my weapon was to me and the way she toyed with it..."</span>The sentinel shook her head quickly and slowly looked down at Tyrande,<span style="color: darkred"> "Your spells don't do much for me, and even if they did she just manipulated my soul like it was child's play... that's not some demigoddess, that's a monster in a Troll's body."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>