Once outside The'kal's house, Ras began to kick on the door until it splintered in the frame. "Hey, retard, come out and talk to us!" Instead of The'kal, the door swung open and Vyre looked at him with tired eyes and wine on her breath.<span style="color: #5900b3"> "She's down in the village. Or fucking Ashia somewhere... but quit beating on the door like some fucking savage."</span><br/><br/>Muse took a spot on the fence and was clearly more interested in Elune's body than the garden itself.<span style="color: #4d4dff">"I'm feeling... very inspired by this. You're doing great."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>