<span style="color: red">"take it how you want, i dont care."</span>she smirked and shook her head.<span style="color: red">"shes not half as adorable as Morah but so long as im her tailor shes gonna flaunt what shes got."</span>Susan was sitting with two small children in her lap, a little Orc boy looking at Ras before he growled almost cutely but the fear in the sound ruined it and the girl clung to Susan tightly.<span style="color: sandybrown">"what happened to her this time?"</span><br/><br/><span style="color: darkslateblue">"maybe your not cut out to be as dominant as you were as a Naga, it shouldnt bug you."</span>she smirked a little and leaned back.<span style="color: darkslateblue">"i stopped aging a very long time ago and im giving him his first son, thats extremely important to a male Troll from what Nyaka explained to me... i will have some say in any further women he takes in. Amere may be a Gnome but she will be fertile soon and can take any shape she wants. actually thats a problem dear, you have to care about a child." </span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>