<span style="color: orange">"I'd like to see you try, you can barely lift your flimsy little granny arms above your head." </span>Karren wrapped her arms around Kuro from behind and blinked them into their bedroom where she threw the druid on the bed and pounced on her. Arlokk returned the kiss the best he could and smiled.<span style="color: orange"> "Hurry back, something tells me I'll be old and graying from just dealing with these two knuckleheads, it'll be even worse when the children wake from their nap." </span>With a smile he headed into the inn as well. Nyaka seemed to show up out of nowhere as Whisperia headed the bank and walked beside the druid with her attention on the sky.<span style="color: darkorange">"When I was a slave to the Loa I could go anywhere, do anything, I felt free even if I wasn't. Now I'm free from them and I feel trapped within the walls of the city. Jenjayah is too pregnant to do anything but pleasure, Sarevess found a job at the temple that pays just a few copper but makes her happy so I'm glad, and Sellendra has been in a coma for the past week or so and the priestesses at the temple can't help and the higher ranking priestesses are busy with stuff in Hyjal."</span>She forced a sad smile and looked over at Whisperia.<span style="color: darkorange"> "I make a terrible mortal."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>