"Actually, you don't need a reason for anything. Most mortals don't seem to be able to understand that."

Shooting a quick glance at Filfire, Udyr snarled, "Because we prefer our spine in place."

Udyr sighed, shaking his head, "Shala is a friend of ours...mine." He slightly looked away from Omen as he continued, "But there are so many extenuating factors, Omen. She is eternal, I am not. She and I both love the hunt, to kill, to fight in glorious battle with our bare hands scooping the innards of foolish foes!"

Udyr settled himself a bit, "But that is how we feel. We feel in competition with her. She pushes us to become stronger, to hit harder, to destroy on such an insurmountable level that the Heavens would weep...*Ach-hem* But I am not who she needs. I am but a mortal man, who will die one way or another. I do not plan on extending my life for any reason, my natural end will come when it comes. I will become old, I will become feeble, I will become weak. I will die. That is the unfortunate truth."

Udyr stretched his arms behind his back, "And Shala? She will expect more. My heart is that of iron, but the fire of ambition burns brightly in that furnace. Once my goal of ultimate strength is met, there is only death for me. To want anything more from this life would be too selfish. I am a man, I am a beast, I will die as I lived: Standing on my feet, fighting to the bitterest of ends."

Udyr paced back and forth, "I am a killer. I have killed many innocents for the lone reason of just because. I stood by and watched the Ionians twist and burn in the emerald flames of the Zaunite warmachines, laughing. Apparently that makes me cruel, to see the weak burn for their weakness. But like everything else in life, this will fade. These sins, these people, they will fade as if they had not existed at all."

Udyr roared in laughter, "And I could not conceive a child with her even if I wished to! Not even magical biology will help that. I could not even give her a memory of my existence. A thousand years from now, these next few decades will be but the grain of sand in an hourglass. And my life? Meaningless. Hers? Will always have meaning."

Udyr shot a look at Omen, "But I wish to remain her friend. That is a weakness I will permit to be housed in my soul. I am simply unsure how to communicate this without having her..." He bit his tongue so hard it spurted blood, "Cry. I cannot take her tears."

He glared at Filfire, "If you tell a soul what we have said, we will rip your skull out from your face and make you swallow it. But you will have room for our fist, when we ram it into your stomach and break your gods d.amned spine. Do you understand us?"

Ilex remains quietly in his seat, his tall tufty ears twitching this way and that. He'd come here for relationship advice, but instead it seems he'll learn some rather interesting gossip. It's a good thing that nobody ever seems to notice Yordles when they aren't actively trying to get attention.

"That would be interesting to see: A human trying to make me eat my own skull. I won't tell anyone...... yet. Things like these become more fun the longer they last."

FilFire walks towards another part of the ceiling where he is certain he can avoid Udyr's first strike if it comes.

(( I'm curious who Ilex is trying to impress if he's getting relationship advice... :P ))

Omen stares at Udyr.

Let me tell you a little story.

Once upon a time, a void lord spared the life of an innocent human woman while slaughtering an army.

he was attacked by his brothers and sisters in the void for what they deemed treason, and left for dead upon the battlefield he created.

The woman took pity upon the void beast and nursed it back to health.

That woman died a long time ago.

She was Shala's mother.

She was the reason I turned from the chaos.

She was my lover.

And she was a human.

The years I spent with her I would not give up for anything in the world. To this day I remember her beauty and grace.

The sadness of loosing her pales in comparison the the happiness of our time together.

Omen puts a claw on Udyr's shoulder.

It is a joy that I would with for my daughter to know.

and I would be honored for you to be the one who bestows it upon her.

Ilex blinks a few times and squirms in his robes, a little smile peeking over the edge of his hood's collar and a pink blush showing under the whiter parts of his facial fur. Of course, he's not going to say anything, that'd be stupid, but he can't help but find the concept of romance between a human and a voidmaster to be a fascinating concept.