"i am just the messenger, its the manager who didnt like it." he nodded to Arlokk with a faint smirk. "ill see what i can dig up on that second request."<br/><br/><span style="color: green">"and milk leaking down your chest can get embarrasing, or so ive been told at least. actually it shouldnt, you point to your tits and the child, the druid casts her spell and youve got your milk."</span>he smirked a little and then laughed.<span style="color: green">"honestly? your going to threaten me while the middle of your body is being held together by threads? you cant even get out of bed right now or youll probably make yourself bleed to death."</span>he looked back at her before he shook his head.<span style="color: green">"i didnt change, i was raised by a Night Elven druidess Whisperia. but if you want to know how i treat people decently and with respect... i fight. every day i fight every single instinct i have, to obey females, to hurt dry skins as you call them, to not have anything to do with my daughter, to make myself learn, to respect people at first glance and as for your pride... throw it away, at least most of it. treat those you meet with the same respect you want them to treat you with, which they wont for the most part, your a Naga, your in their world now. but if you treat them decently most will come around and learn to respect you in time. and dont ever let yourself think that just because your a battle maiden and a mother i or someone else wont come and kill you if you try to use your strength against the people around you." </span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>