Jin'jara stuck her tongue out at Nyaka and shook her head.<span style="color: #b35900">"if i sat in the chair you might be able to see a few hairs sticking up."</span>she smiled a bit and despite not having hair Saravess had become quite efficient with the brush and by the time Jenjayah got the meat cut up she was done and Jin'jara set to eating slowly.<br/><br/><span style="color: #ffa64d">"Crimzon is in love with Tyrande but feels utterly unworthy... she wouldn't have the guts to even broach the subject."</span>she frowned a little and looked at Nalo.<span style="color: #ffa64d">"for one Tyrande is our whole reason for being on this island right now and no, dear, i really didn't enjoy today. i hope tomorrow is better for all of us."</span><br/><br/>Tyrande frowned at Crimzon and then bit her lip but did not invade her mind without permission.<span style="color: #5900b3">"you said that your primary role was to collect me and others then be recycled to make more like you, perhaps you are not the first of your kind. maybe one of the previous versions drank one of your parts in a battle and tried not to kill her... then you were made with part of that one and the others and your fragmented memories coalesced but put me in the place of that other Elf. today is the first time you have tasted my blood and you could only do that because i forcibly lowered the defensive powers that Elune grants me. even here it would take heavy artillery or some other form of high powered weapon to breach my defenses and in the temple of Elune it would take a weapon such as Frostmourne to touch me."</span>she wrapped one arm around Crimzon and shook her head.<span style="color: #5900b3">"our meeting was actually rather peaceful, you were brought before me because no one knew what you were. i didn't know what to make of you but Elune looked inside you and declared that you have an Elven soul and that your powers would make you an excellent bodyguard. but i think she also knew that my presence would be good for you, that i could help soothe the wounds that your makers inflicted on you."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>