The avatar sighed softly and shook his head<span style="color: #ffff99">. "With all due respect, Ibara. We are not qualified to have this conversation with you, but your body has abnormal reactions to him. When you are less busy perhaps we can discuss this in detail? Your dislike of Ras is not what's abnormal, but how violently react to his presence is." </span>The avatar nodded and left the room. When it returned a few minutes later it was carrying a young Troll boy who looked around the temple in wonder.<span style="color: #99ffff">"Are you Ibara, ma'am?"</span>The icy blue eyes and hair tied into a single large braid left there no doubt this was Ras' son, but his other Trollish features were softened by Ibara's half Elven heritage.<span style="color: #99ffff">"Father always hoped for a day when I could meet you."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>