Order nodded a little and frowned.<span style="color: #ffff00">"understood. i still don't know who made Delithia but when i figure it out i am going to have a long conversation with the person responsible." </span>she chuckled and shook her head.<span style="color: #ffff00">"why would i lie? i gain nothing and i hurt you, that is just stupid. but i think you are completely aware of how brazen i am about not being a mortal. i never intended to pretend to be one or blend in and being treated like a mortal never interested me. if you want to blend in everything will be far more difficult and i cannot give you any advice on that front."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #ffff00">"the Seraphim can see me inside this body and they have endless questions that i am too ashamed to face. i do not want to go to that moon. i do not want to interact with a Seraphim and i would have to do both to find someone who might be willing to indulge you. Harpies were always compatible with Night Elves, in fact a Night Elven man is the sire of the entire Harpy race. technically speaking i could arrange for you to have a child with a Nerubian but only with my direct intervention for each child."</span>she nudged Delithia into the shower and started to rinse her off.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>