<span style="color: #666600">"Well I know two people who would take you if he doesn't. Ashia would be more than happy to take care of you, even if you didn't want to have a brood I'm sure she would let you live in the village. And failing that our daughter will fuck anything she can get her hands on, though... I would rather you come live with Ashia and I than go my daughter. She's considerably less responsible than Ashia." </span>She shook her head with a wide smile.<span style="color: #666600">"Unfortunately, time isn't a luxury you have when dealing with me. I understand why you hesitate, that you're merely a proxy for your superiors, but I'm a busy woman and don't have time to tinker with Ashia's body to match the will of a mortal. This really isn't a huge deal, each race is going to have an equal chance to hatch from..."</span>She threw her head back and let out a groan.<span style="color: #666600"> "Fine. You get your rainbow. Yes, dear, I heard. We can go to them."</span><br/><br/>Jim's smile brightened as Sharindia spoke. "Ras always was a good man, I don't think ever turn away someone in need of aid." He placed one hand on Azu's shoulder and shook his head. "It's not a lie, I do need more pillows. Britomart takes all of mine and nobody is using these." He shrugged and started to collect a few of the pillows. "I don't know, it just made sense to go to an evil person to ask about evil artifacts. Why would they help? They're gods, they don't have to concern themselves with our problems."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>