Order followed The'kal and the little old woman who was siting at her table sipping tea damn near had a heart attack when the two of them appeared in her house. "eek!" she clutched her chest looking at them and Order sighed softly.<span style="color: #ffff00">"lesson one, appear outside people's homes and knock on the door..."</span>the old lady took several minutes to calm down and she shook her head. "you damn near killed me... your those new gods aintcha?" she frowned a little and looked down. "i always followed the Light... but, if... if you could tell me what happened to my son Jared i would appreciate it. he took his dad's old sword and went off to be an adventurer." a search for related DNA would lead The'kal to a tiny little Troll village deep in the sands of Tanaris where the man in question was holding his third half Troll child in his arms and his wife was laying next to him sound asleep. a mental scan would reveal that he never came home because a condition for him being allowed to live there was that he was not allowed to leave and he couldn't read or write to send word home.<br/><br/>the couple listened while The'kal spoke and Romas frowned faintly.<span style="color: #006633">"if you think Lorna and this girl would be good for each other then it would require her to be near Lorna and that means letting Sharindia have her as well. i will admit that Vestla and i thought long and hard before we pointed our daughter in the direction of the mage... we owe Sharindia much but we know how she treats those she takes. despite all that i honestly believe the only reason our daughter hasn't killed herself is because of her time with Sharindia."</span>Vestla shook her head and sighed softly.<span style="color: #ff99cc">"I have become a coward and i don't like it... but i just can't take anymore loss."</span><br/><br/>Ophidian shook his head and crossed his arms.<span style="color: #006600"> "why don't you just use The'kal's power to get it loose? i know for a fact that over incubating an egg will harm the child, with that in mind The'kal's power should dislodge it easily."</span>he shook his head and moved to the side and beckoned her in.<span style="color: #006600">"i will not gut you with my claws but i might be able to help you some other way. i neither want nor need all the details of whatever your arrangement is with The'kal and i really don't care what you think of Ashia."</span>he shook his head as he led her down to the surgery and he motioned to the table.<span style="color: #006600">"lay down and lift up your shirt." </span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>