Singe looked over at Shauna and tilted her head.<span style="color: red">"Silvermoon? That's the second time I've heard of it today. Ashia suggested that my daughter and I live there but I don't see any city that would accept a creature like me and my library is spells is very limited so I wouldn't be able to disguise myself. I'm good at what I do but I can't do very much. I'm too old to start trouble with mortal races, I was perfectly happy living in my cave away from the world."</span><span style="color: purple">"What about the chromatic that took you as his mate and ruined your body?"</span>Shauna would feel a sudden heatwave from the wyrmkin but it passed quickly.<span style="color: red">"That is in the past now. And I would ask that you never bring it up again, when I get home I'll be disposing of all those eggs filling my cave."</span>She accepted the glass of wine with a nod of thanks.<span style="color: red"> "Sounds like Ashia is a coward, but I don't know her well enough to make any judgement. But being a paladin I guess judging is what you do best?"</span>Even behind her hood Shauna could see just the faintest of smirks on Singe's snout. The Troll looked at the wine curiously but followed her mother and took it with a nod as well.<span style="color: purple">"So my father has a collection of beautiful women and a son. What else lives here? There's so many strange scents." </span><span style="color: red">"This is our first time on Kalimdor and she's only left the Steppes a few times to sneak around the town of Redridge."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>