<span style="color: blue">"Hey I'm not judging, we've all done silly things in our youth and from it sounds like you were just as curious about your own body as anyone else."</span>He pat her on the head gently and yelled something in Draenic back to the kitchen.<span style="color: blue"> "You husband's food will be sent up to him when it's done, which should be in a few more minutes or so. Ah, there she is now." </span>A woman covered almost completely in heavy armor with two massive axes swinging her hips walked into the inn and looked down at Britomart then to the innkeeper.<span style="color: purple">"Is her?"</span><span style="color: blue">"Yes ma'am."</span>With a nod she sat down across from Britomart and removed her helmet, a once potentially beautiful face ruined by battle. Where one glowing eye should have been a steel plate had been bolted into her skull and both horns badly cracked and caked in blood.<span style="color: purple">"Commander Llara." </span>She extended a gloved hand and nodded a bit.<span style="color: purple">"Finish your meal and we will go, my drake is waiting." </span>The innkeeper nodded and bowed.<span style="color: blue"> "Of course, even if he is unable to be saved you will have a home here. I have some things to tend to and my wife is here during the night so I may not see you until tomorrow but it's a pleasure to have you here."</span><br/><br/>Ras' son appeared beside Sharindia with his arms folded.<span style="color: blue"> "Ya been quite busy, mon. Some tings have changed in me timeline, for the better even, perhaps you'd like to see the fruits of your labor? I can assure it's a better future than de one you're going towards now. Unless you like the idea of living forever and never having friends or family."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>