<span style="color: darkgreen">"Hey, some things are appropriate to talk about in public and some aren't forgive me for trying to keep things family friendly. A yard? I'm not familiar with that form of measurement, I grew up in the jungles of Stranglethorn. Whisperia, how much rope do you think we'll need?"</span><br/><br/>Ras nodded and wrapped his arms around Eru from behind. "She can, but she also burns it all off very quickly. Even quicker when she gets aroused and can barely think straight, but how about you, do we have any food here that fits your fancy or do Amere and I need to go shopping for you?"<br/><br/><span style="color: red">"Yes, because I gain so much from having the blood of innocents on my hands."</span>Nalo rolled her eyes and stuffed her book away then wiped her face with her sleeve.<span style="color: red">"I want to find my mother and I want to make her suffer, I want some way to relieve these... emotions I don't understand, emotions I've been unknowingly drugging myself to suppress. Give me a name, Ras likes you, he finds you useful, maybe he'll find you even more useful with you in his debt?" </span>Nalo shook her head and punched the nearest offspring hard enough to shatter his nose and knock him out on the spot.<span style="color: red">"Put the weapons away before I do order the rest of you to be killed. I don't blame your son for what happened, I don't, he was attacked and brought to a healer that's where his involvement in this ends. I just wish the spirits saw it the same way... I'm curious though, since when do you care about your offspring? I thought only your son mattered?"</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>