<span style="color: #4d4dff">"What that fake Ras said he was doing sounded like torture, toying with her mind, leaving her out to freeze... She needs help but she doesn't deserve to be mercilessly abused like that. She's suffered so much already."</span><br/><br/>While Karrie had started to leave when the Dwarf left to get his gun, when he returned she was staring at him with the warlock back in control.<span style="color: #ff0000">"The last one? How insulting that sounds... though it is technically correct, I was created last."</span>She walked towards him and put her face in front of the muzzle and breathed deeply.<span style="color: #ff0000">"Who are you trying to fool with this?" </span>She grabbed the gun and gave it a long lick down the side.<span style="color: #ff0000">"You forgot to make it smell of gunpowder." </span>Laughing, Karrie threw the door open and disappeared into the snow.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>