<span style="color: #a64dff">"Then don't fall asleep, we have a long day ahead of us. I'd hate to break your butt so early into our fun." </span><br/><br/>"My daughter just found out she can be a druid, we just want to celebrate. Treat us like any other guest and we'll be gone in less than an hour." He lead them over to a table and pulled the chairs out for the girls. "Can we get a stool for the little one to sit on?"<br/><br/>"Sadly no. The'kal, in her boundless stupidity, dragged countless numbers of her descendants from across time to Azeroth. This is why I'm a bit older than the Ras you two are familiar with. In my time Sharindia was killed after Vyre killed Azshara so she was never there to mess with the flow of time." He looked at the cup and smiled a little. "Bad habit, I live alone in a cave. Lived alone."<span style="color: #ffa64d">"What's with the paladin armor?" </span>"My ideals fall in line with the paladin orders of my time, they named me a High Templar and gave me this custom fit armor. I made it a little less shiny and got rid of the gemstones on it. Too gaudy. As for me being here, I was brought here and Order sealed all of the temporal... all of the tears in time so me and everyone else are stuck here. I met Whisperia and she said I should introduce myself to you, but after meeting Order I was left a little out of it we'll say."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>