<span style="color: #8000ff">"That's... reassuring actually, so I feel a little better. I think she'll cooperate and stick around for a while, she doesn't look at you the same anymore. So whatever version of Karrie we have she's not as scared of you, if at all. And she didn't call Monia 'sister' like she usually does. I think the future with her will be an interesting one."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #cc99ff">"Keep your blade put away, young one. If I wanted to hurt you you'd already be dead. I'm just here to explore the area." </span>She looked in the direction of the Matriarch and nodded in thanks.<span style="color: #cc99ff">"Would you like a slice of dried meat? It's from Silvermoon's best butcher shop."</span>She lowered the box a little and smiled. Once the Sentinel had made her choice she headed over to the leaders and sat the box down at the Matriarch's feet.<span style="color: #cc99ff">"Hello there. I brought a peace offering for your... uh, tribe, clan? My mother told me about your kind, Harpies in general so I was curious to meet them."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>