<span style="color: darkgreen">"I'm well aware of what she is and that her actions are far out of her control but that doesn't make it any less annoying, but as I said, she tries hard to behave and Karren needs her for sustenance so I'm not going to complain too much. A man you find worthy of yourself? Good to see you haven't changed too much since we first met, though I am surprised you'd give yourself to a Troll considering how much you hated us."</span>He returned the smile and nodded.<span style="color: darkgreen"> "Bloodarrow, eh? That bloodline isn't dead, haven't seen nor heard of them in years but... Huh, I need to talk to Ras about something, er god stuff, nothing you need to worry about."<br/>
</span><br/>"Did you know Nyaka has hated you since we were young?" Ras leaned against the door and crossed his arms. "When you were locked up, Nyaka and I would visit you, of course you were always asleep in The Dream, but we did anyways. We'd show up in the dead of night, and use the guards to practice various distraction techniques, then we'd break into your cell and sit next to you and tell you stories throughout the night." He laughed softly and shook his head. "I remember one night, we dragged you into the moonlight in your cell and spread your hair out around you as though you were laying in a moonwell. It was that night that I decided I would take you as my wife when I finally broke you out, to this day I've never seen the anger or jealousy on that woman's face that I saw that night when I told her. Kids are so stupid." He shook his head again and moved away from the door. "I don't know why I felt like telling you that but I'm glad I did, your escape had been planned for years but between having nowhere to hide you and work for The Hand I was too busy to make a trip out here and would have been too busy to nurse you back to health and find Ophidian. Anyways we should get out of here before Arlokk starts getting ideas."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>