<span style="color: purple">"you dont understand, this is too important... just get me Sahra... thats the point, im leaving this world... im done with it and all its pain and sadness. i need to speak to Sahra, i want her to come with me. of all the things on this world shes the only one i cant leave."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: darkred">"i highly doubt Ras will ever know what happened anymore then we do, Vyre would have had to be insane for Ophidian to hurt her and now he is."</span>she leaned against him and poured another drink.<span style="color: darkred"> "im not leaving this room until my daughter wakes up."</span><br/><br/>Tyrande shook her head and sushed Crimzon.<span style="color: purple"> "i noticed... her name is Vyre and she is ancient and thats because she used to be one of the most dangerous Elves ever to live but i have a feeling she is harmless now."</span>the proest continued to follow Vyre and shook his head, pulling her back from the edge. "there is a portal this way, it will take us down to the roots."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>