Christine nodded and leaned against the doorway.<span style="color: Red">"I know, a former member of the Scarlet Crusade, he'll tolerate a demon but as soon as a woman shows up at his house smelling like ale and begging for help he threatens to have her arrested. Anyways, I'll be right back."</span>She left the house and quickly made her way behind the house to take care of her business. After a few minutes she made her way back into the house and headed into the kitchen to was her mouth out.<span style="color: Red"> "I'm sure they'll be happy enough, and who knows, maybe getting laid will make them feel better."</span><br/><br/>Nyaka smirked at Jenjayah and shook her head.<span style="color: DarkOrange">"Since when are you scared of Elves? Sell and I were just dropped through a portal, we didn't even see who did it but I'm guessing it was the same Elf." </span>She looked around the room and nodded.<span style="color: DarkOrange">"Yeah, that's definitely your blood, but I smell Night Elven blood and Human blood too... a lot of Human blood. I don't know what happened here but I think it might be for the best that none of us know what happened. And if Ras had to wipe your memory about it well... I can count on one hand the number of times he's ever altered your memory."</span>She held up one three-fingered hand and smiled.<span style="color: DarkOrange">"Don't worry about my love, Ras will fix everything he always does... he always has to... seems like he never gets a break from cleaning up other people's messes. I guess that's the downside of being a god, endless power, endless responsibilities."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>