Ras looked at the samples and nodded. "I see. I’ll be honest, it sounds like you’re making up half of these words and I’m not entire sure what I’m looking at. It is all very interesting though.” He looked at the next one and frowned. “Shouldn’t we be concerned about breathing those spore things?”<br/><br/>Rayne looked at Order like she grew a second head.<span style="color: #8000ff">“I’m a descendant of Vyre? As in Vy’ren who doomed our people and nearly the world by standing idly by while Azshara summoned the Legion here? I’m related to that monster? Well that doesn’t make me feel good about myself… Not that I did to begin with. Anyways, I hope they have a safe journey to Azeroth and they do well in Eversong. It’s not your fault your daughter did that, and from what I gather I probably deserved it. So there’s no hard feelings.”</span>She looked at her weapon and frowned.<span style="color: #8000ff">“Oh, I forgot I got that back. I remember having Jass help me fill out the paperwork but I stopped paying attention after that. Well that’s too bad, I always liked the Timbermaw when it was safe to visit them. But just to be clear, I have permission to take my friends down to Azeroth as long I protect them?”</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>