<span style="color: #666600">"Slave? Hardly. Someone else put a block on her memories, I can't remove it and I'm not sure that I would want to even if I had the ability. I don't trust myself when it comes to dealing with matters of mind. You're already so damaged there's nothing left for me to ruin. You know what I want to do. And technically, Eldryn was arrested for killing Ras' daughter after Sharindia picked a fight with her, and his jailer is my mate. My old one... It's a long story. Azeroth and the surrounding planets belong to me and there's nobody among our kind strong enough to dispute my rule." </span>She laughed and nearly crushed Ibara's throat to silence her.<span style="color: #666600"> "Hardly. Most of the women there aren't pregnant and don't want to be. They are farm hands, hunters, gardeners, and even some medics. Tell me, what have you done for your homeless? Oh, that's right, they rob and murder each other for scraps while you sit in an ivory tower and think about how much you hate two people. But hey, maybe if you piss me off I'll wipe your memory clean and let Ashia have her way with what's left of you."</span>She tsked Ibara and let her float around idly.<span style="color: #666600">"The problem with your city is you. What good is a woman who only embodies the worst aspects of her two races? You don't have the kindness of a Troll or the intelligence of a Blood Elf. I dunno, Elune, I think we should get wipe her thoughts. Rebuild who she is, clean up Silvermoon, and see what happens. What do you think?"</span><br/><br/>Jim frowned but after a moment let it go and took another sip. "Fine, I'll just have to be a better and more attentive husband so I can feel better about it then."<br/><br/><span style="color: #00b359">"We have stronger brew, not everything we do is to get drunk as fast as possible. An' maybe wisdom is the key to healing? Ye have all the information, yet not the knowledge to us it. Well I wasn't always an' honorable and noble man, what ye were 'afore don't mean nothing. It's who ye are now and who yer aimin' ta be in the future." </span>He poked her arm then pulled it out to inspect it.<span style="color: #00b359">"Perfect. Shee? Still look like a warrior, but now you've got a much better look to ye. Well, fer the face I'd look at the Blood Elves. Male an' female. They always look pissed off, but they always have a very... holier-than-thou air about them. Same one you do. Might want to give it a try."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>