Jim looked at the bracelet for a moment then put it on with a smile. "Such a simple gesture... and it means so much to me. I want you to know, that no matter what may happen or what anyone else may say about you, Order. I believe you're a good person, I don't know why you're so... different from people like The'kal and Elune, but I know it's none of my business. But you're here and you're willing to help me, a simple mortal, work on fixing mortal problems. For that, I thank you." He jumped when they were teleported and looked up at her with confusion. "Wh-what? I can't... I don't want anyone to die! But this is how it has to be, isn't it?" Order's name was echoed through the court several times before Loraine stood up and waved, her belly heavy with Ashia's egg.<span style="color: #660033">"You're The'kal's wife, aren't you? Get your ass up, she's good people." </span>Her husband slowly stood up and followed after his wife carefully. More whispers of 'whore' and 'monster' began to echo around them but Loraine paid them no mind as she took Order's hand and shook it with a smile.<span style="color: #660033"> "Before you leave I want to talk to you about your wife's... project. I'm having SOME DIFFICULTIES."</span>She smiled at Order then glared at two very old men sneering at her from across the court. "I guess I'll start with those two first?" Jim looked up at Order for direction and sighed. "I want you to know I don't feel comfortable doing this. I'll do it, but I don't like it."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>