<span style="color: #a64dff">"i wouldn't call it a waste even if it was an easy fix, i have been interested in meeting you in person for a while. Vyre is infuriated that she cannot claim me as a pet. she finds me irresistibly attractive and my defiance entices her in ways she didn't know existed but i will never submit. of course Vyre being Vyre she made a right disaster acting out on her emotions and i am sure she rants quite vocally."</span>she chuckled and shook her head.<span style="color: #a64dff">"normally i would not trust anyone who's mind remains mostly closed to me but Vyre thinks highly of you so i will give you the benefit of the doubt for the time being. i have no doubt that i can resolve this issue, i have dealt with similar problems in the past when i was a much younger and kinder woman. the process took many years but i am far more skilled now so i should be able to complete it much, much faster. i will go and fetch my staff and inform Ashia that you wish to speak with her and why."</span>she turned to head inside and closed the door. a full ten minutes would pass, probably being used to get Ashia to come out because she did. Inaara was now dressed in a full formal robe carrying her staff, the orb on it swirling black and then gold just as it always did and Ras would sense two souls trapped within the crystal. Ashia glared at him and huffed smoke out of her nose while Inaara quickly moved to stand in the warmth Ashia stayed in the doorway and shut the door behind herself.<span style="color: #404040">"speak and begone." </span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>