"I'd like to think I'd be the right man for the job if there were less variables involved. Aside from my own brother and father there's only two other men I'd trust to be up to the task, but they both suffer from the affliction known as being born Orc." He nodded and ruffled her hair a bit. "Don't be gone too long this is the first time in a long time I've been able to snuggle with you."<br/><br/>The'kal slowly looked down at Ashia as lightning crashed and it began to rain.<span style="color: olive">"I will, yes, I miss me pet, I miss de warmth of my home. I don't like hurtin' others, but dese... Amani, dey pushed me, an' pushed me, an' pushed me. I had to retaliate, what choice did I have?"</span>She looked up at the sky for a long moment then returned her attention to Ashia.<span style="color: olive"> "You will help me. Come, we haven't much work, but it be important work... and I want to get home an' take a shower."</span>She took the dragon by the hand and started down the streets.<span style="color: olive"> "Lemme me know if ya' see any women dat'll be good breeders, gonna need a couple an' you've got a better taste than I. De spirits tellin' me dat killin' dem all off slowly like dis would be bad for Silva'moon, so we gonna divert dere attention. Dey still gonna die off, like they deserve, but without goin' after de city or surroundin' areas."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>