<span style="color: olive">"Have you ever watched someone go through life without their memory? Even if they're surrounded by loved ones they still become filled with paranoia and doubt, they don't know if they're being manipulated, questions that they can't answer and can't trust anyone else to answer." </span>The'kal folded her arms and looked over the area once more.<span style="color: olive">"It's not paranoia, it's lack of trust. You're not exactly the easiest to trust person I've ever met, it's why I ignored your obvious interest in me. I don't like those that work in the shadows. Ras is just trying to be helpful, cut him some slack."</span>She shrugged and massive storms began to appear over various parts of the coast and scattered throughout the land.<span style="color: olive">"Then I will. Most of them are already undead, or in the process of being sacrificed. They're as violent as the orcs, but none of them want the peace the Orcs do. They have no place on my continent. Violence will have no place on my continent."</span>The entire continent pulsed with The'kal's power and soon most of the living creatures were banished to her realm.<span style="color: olive">"Done, the rest can rot. Worthless, violent, little more than vermin creatures and their 'masters' are left. Nothing of value has been left behind. When you're done unraveling that mess let me know and I'll create my own land."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>