<span style="color: #5900b3">“It’s not my fault I’m horny and emotional right now. Plus that bread is smelling almost as good as Anna when she’s fresh out of the shower.” </span>She looked at her mate and nodded.<span style="color: #5900b3">“Alright, then Ashia and I can hang out here until Chiren is done and then once the bread is done we can go snuggle.”</span><br/><br/>“Have you never met other religious fanatics? You are clearly an exceptional woman to be able to recognize your peoples change over time. Most would just wave it all off as a blessing from their god or goddess.” He looked at the image for a while then poured himself another glass of wine. “I don’t know. But that’s her, Sharindia is her mother and this is her spear.” The image vanished and he tossed his Vyre’s spear onto the table. While the color was slightly off, the design was unmistakably of Elune’s design. “That was hers.” Crimzon reached down the touch the weapon but jumped back with a hiss as her arm was blasted off by a powerful jolt of Elune’s power. “It’s never done that before. Are you okay?”<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>