<span style="color: #ff0000">"It's a Troll marrying a Gnome and he's hardly a Troll these days. And I'm sure it will be over quickly, he'll probably want to scoop Amere off her feet and go fuck her until she's as round as Sharindia was. Assuming he already hasn't. I didn't see her for the... short while I was there." </span>Karrie grinned when she was swatted and quickly joined Analise in the shower, the Elf squeaking as she was suddenly sandwiched between her lovers.<span style="color: #ff4dff">"H-hi. Why didn't anyone tell me about the wedding sooner?"</span><span style="color: #ff0000">"Because we found out thirty minutes ago."</span><span style="color: #ff4dff">"What? So soon!?"</span><br/><br/>When Sharindia arrived at her daughter's side she would find Vyre half buried in blood-covered rocks, though by now Vyre had already fully recovered but she was still very drunk, angry, and her dried blood on her cheeks had streaked from her tears. Her armor stood nearby looking down at her as if silently judging her and refusing to dig her out.<span style="color: #330066">"Ah... oh, that's... what I need right now. You to- to come and piss on me. Fuck off..."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>