<span style="color: #ffff00">"true, but there is nothing that i could do for him. both would be pregnant, though each child would have a unique soul, an unborn child would never survive the process of splitting their soul."</span><br/><br/>the younger one waved his hand away and shook her head.<span style="color: #b35900">"no thank you, i need the practice."</span><span style="color: #ff8000">"i really do enjoy it, it's quite peaceful."</span><span style="color: #b35900">"this is fine, thank you."</span>Jenjayah frowned a little but nodded.<span style="color: #ff8000"> "well then see if you can get her to add those onions... though they are wasted on an Elf."</span><span style="color: #b35900">"Jenjayah!"</span>the elder Troll rolled her eyes but otherwise ignored the chastisement. she was busy devouring a piece of jerky when Amber came bouncing into the room and smiled.<span style="color: #a64dff"> "ooh! daddy who awe ouw guests?"</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>