Ras frowned and nodded. "I am Ras from another world that is similar to this one." He nodded again a tilted his head towards Arlokk who became visible, though he was hunched over and floating as though there was a rope tied around his waist. "I'll let him stay muted for a while, but you can push him around like that. He's awake and fine, he's just not struggling anymore." Arlokk glared at his son who smiled and continued to look at his mother. "I am inclined to agree. Of everything I've learned about this world Sharindia has been a wonderful addition to it. I would stay here if I could, but... I worry about what's left of my family. Not that I can leave right now if I wanted to, unless mother accidentally tears another hole in time I'm stuck here."<br/><br/>Vyre frowned and took her beer.<span style="color: #8000ff">"I hate this already... I hated it from the start but now I'm miserable and hate it even more. I just want to... I don't know what I can do other than just- accept this." </span>She took a deep drink of her beer and almost instantly coughed it up.<span style="color: #8000ff">"The'kal... don't do this to me. I need this."</span>Ashia would feel Vyre's anger spiking dangerously but The'kal wasn't paying them any attention.<span style="color: #8000ff"> "I won't fight but I can't do all of this sober."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>