<span style="color: #5900b3">"I can create clothes for myself, I can't do it for her."</span>Vyre shrugged and leaned against a clothing rack.<span style="color: #5900b3">"It's not my first choice, but we have... family up there. I'm thinking of moving us down to Night Elven lands soon since I'm no longer welcome in this city. My goddess has already begun her punishment, I've been suffering since the day I was born. Taking care of people like her are my only pleasure in life." </span>She let out a sigh and nodded.<span style="color: #5900b3">"And that's why we're here. The man she lived with was an asshole who abused her. He's dead, she's free, and I'm trying to get her life back on track."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>