<span style="color: darkorange">"Well everything has its side effects, but we'll explore all our options before making any decisions. Ras' potion is different, it's a mix of ancient magic, plants from a time since forgotten, and a lot of luck. Not to mention the horrible side effects." </span>Nyaka shuddered a bit and shook her head.<span style="color: darkorange">"Never again with those potions, we'll find other ways." </span>She shook her head again and sighed.<span style="color: darkorange">"I doubt he'll even remember you, he doesn't remember most of his family but I won't be against you talking to him about it."<br/>
</span><br/><span style="color: purple">"We can just ask her later, I heard she moved so we'll need to see her new house in Stranglethorn."</span>Kitori nodded and smiled wide.<span style="color: purple">"I'd like that, and I'm sure she would too. Well you'll learn to care for them in time, I plan getting an indoor pet eventually but I don't know what I want yet."</span><br/><br/>Ras closed his eyes to watch and nodded slowly. "That is trouble, but first let's clean up here then go talk to my father." He headed into the alley and poured a potion into the succubus' mouth causing her to squirm and moan as he took his mother's arm from her. "You realize this is the same moon fire you use, right? Whoever these Old Ones are a serious threat, especially if they think the races should be separated." With a flash of light both Trolls on the ground were resurrected and Ras reattached his mother's arm.<span style="color: olive"> "Tanks son, some bad stuff gonna be happ'nin soon."</span>The other troll conjured a new set of robes and stormed off as The'kal looked over at Elune.<span style="color: olive">"Ya' mate be in trouble, Nyaka too, dey gonna be killed 'cause Elune's people be callin' out to dem. Yer kind is tryin' ta come back, but dey need mortals to make it happen. Mortals attracted to powa, weapons, or just a sense o' purpose in de world. De Old Ones... tink of dem as Nyaka wit yer power Elune, dey hunters, dey ruthless, an some o' dem are a bit crazy. Dat one, he was a new recruit an' he's already usin' power equal to you."</span>The'kal held her forehead and shook her head.<span style="color: olive"> "What a mess dis is gonna be."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>