The'kal frowned a little and extended her wings.<span style="color: #666600"> "Hive scarf? Alright, I'll let her know but the climate here can change a lot faster than you may think." </span>With a flap of her wings thunder rumbled in the distance.<span style="color: #666600"> "The next time you see me I'll have your mother with me."</span>With a nod she vanished and returned to the old woman's house, though this time outside the front door where she knocked before teleporting inside.<span style="color: #666600"> "Jared says he still has his hive scarf and when time permits he wants you to visit him and see his family. He's worried about the climate being hard on you, but that's an easy fix."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #666600">"His wife has already seen her and is happy to have her. I had my priestess go and help her prepare while Elune is crippled."</span>She bit her lip and shook her head.<span style="color: #666600">"No, I haven't spoken to either of them and in fact I'm doing something all three of them don't want but I..." </span>She paused and sighed.<span style="color: #666600">"Saying it out loud is making me realize that I probably shouldn't do this. It's hard to believe I'm actually an adult sometimes. You can still spoil Evelyn and treat her as your lover, now she'll just be able to return the favor." </span>She nodded to Romas and laid back down on Vestla's lap.<br/><br/><span style="color: #b30000">"Getting the marks removed is up there on my list of not being the size of a Dwarf and not being able to get knocked up by anything that fucks me. The'kal has... No, you don't want to hear me bitch about this. Now please just cut this thing out of me, hell just cut me open and I'll take it out myself." </span>She let out a sigh and draped one arm over her eyes.<span style="color: #b30000">"Being dead would be so much easier."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>