<span style="color: #666600">"Well she actually does both of those things, and she has the sweetest little moans. Flora! Get your leafy ass over here, I want you to meet one of my few friends on this wretched planet. Red-headed Troll? Those are fairly rare these days and seeing as you're not interesting in playing with me for a day... or two, I wish you the best of luck. Well I only know what personally, and he's loyal to his wife. But if you exhaust all other options I can definitely take on the roll of a Naga play with my favorite human."</span><br/><br/>Jim grinned and pulled her on top of him to kiss her again. "Yeah, real big and mean until you're crying my name into the bedding."<br/><br/><span style="color: #00b359">"I'll do just that, don't get yerself in any trouble unless I get to watch. Ye may not be my type but I still want to ye havin' fun." </span>He waved her off then headed down to find a booth.<br/><br/>The avatar ignored Morah and grabbed Nalo hard enough to make her cry out in pain as it forced her to her knees.<span style="color: #ffff00">"We will deal with the city and we will deal with Ibara. But if you interfere you'll find yourself broken down and recycled like the trash you are. The second you stop being useful to this city you're dead." </span><span style="color: #b30000">"I have no intentions on ever going back to Silvermoon, I want that place in ruins and Ibara dead. Not.. whatever you want to do to it."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>