Sharindia shrugged a little and smirked.<span style="color: darkolivegreen">"it wouldnt be the first time, and ive grown accustomed to pain."</span><span style="color: yellow"> "no ill stab you."</span>Rachel looked down and shook her head.<span style="color: blue">"i dont know how to plan for any of that."</span>Shauna shook her head a little as she opened her eyes again.<span style="color: yellow"> "and you took Shrivl-whatever's power, you could have given Ibara's back."</span>she looked at Ras with a frown and then shook her head.<span style="color: yellow">"i dont drink, i enjoy it too much, get drunk and start hitting people..."</span><span style="color: darkolivegreen">"our duscussion?"</span><br/><br/><span style="color: purple">"you using force on me would be hilarious, consider that a challenge."</span>she shook her head and sighed softly.<span style="color: purple">"then get properly trained and go make him bleed to death, dont go about it in your current condition."</span>Elune raised one brow before she laughed at the woman quietly and stood back up.<span style="color: purple"> "who do i think i am? i am Elune, goddess and creator of the Night Elven race, mother to a murdered son, last survivor of a forgotten race and i saved your life. all i wanted was to drop of your item and get back to my life down here, miserable as it has been lately but i found you nearly dead and decided to save you life and now im trying to help make it better and i dont know why. something about you makes me feel like i should but i do things my own way. you want a weapon and ill create one for you. you want to be trained? i can arrange that. but if you want to die you can be sure i wont allow it."</span>she crossed her arms but was waiting for Sahra to try attacking her again.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>