<span style="color: red">"Don't mistake my words, I didn't earn my badges by barking orders. I'm every bit as capable of ending a life as any soldier, chef, or medic I've commanded... Most medics. Smolderthorn trolls..."</span>Singe shook her head.<span style="color: red">"Not people you want to anger, I've seen some bad things come to their enemies." </span>She laughed quietly as she watched Sharindia go and shrugged.<span style="color: red">"I never would have guessed. But to be fair, the color of my scales alone is a valid reason to hate me." </span>She took a sip of her wine with grace one wouldn't expect from a creature like her.<span style="color: red">"You'll have to tell me more about Ras and his family. It seems like the Ras I knew and the man you love are completely different similar in only their names. I am curious about your eyes but with how my day's gone so far those are probably the least confusing things I've seen so far."</span><br/><br/>The Troll looked at the water with a frown then back to Sharindia. She looked down at herself then pull off her cloak leaving her standing nude before the Elf.<span style="color: purple">"Clothes? Clothes burn too easily and smell, prey can smell clothes. Took cloak from strong man, good hunter... I was the better hunter, his cloak, and his blood on it are my best trophy." </span>She carefully stepped into the water then sat down, the water almost instantly turning gray from the amount of dirt and ash on her.<span style="color: purple">"Now what?"</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>