<span style="color: #a64dff">"Oh... Okay. I'll try to tell him again but he is... He has a strong mind and doesn't like to change his thoughts."</span><br/><br/>The brewmaster's ale exploded in her face and her mug crumpled like a dry leaf.<span style="color: #666600"> "I have been away dealing with my own fucked up set of problems, you alcoholic fleabag. No, she took a stick of Goblin grade explosives to our granddaughter's life and is now realizing the needless suffering she's caused. And I'm not in the mood to be judged by anyone."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>