Vyre looked at the mage for a moment and smiled a bit.<span style="color: purple">"You noticed? Good, she's losing her touch. As for what happened, my mother happened, hence the cup I threw through the egg now sitting beside me and the egg not yet destroyed. She's also the reason you lot never noticed my calls, she was blocking them, my own mother let this happen to me and my daughter." </span>She paused for a moment and smirked.<span style="color: purple"> "My mother has a knack for controlling time and pissing off everyone she talks to by pretending to care about and know them. Obnoxious bitch is gone all of my life then shows up to stop me from destroying that egg telling me she's going to either take it then decides that only if I calm down can I destroy it.</span>" She was quiet for a moment and laughed.<span style="color: purple"> "Stupid, stupid woman, she's been near Ras lately, I could smell him on her. And if I know my mother she's likely given him a reason to want her dead too, maybe that simple-minded Troll will be of use to me."</span>Vyre took a deep breath and said something to her daughter but it only seemed to further piss off the already angry Nyarien.<span style="color: purple">"So, mage, I want an alcoholic beverage to help me relax, then I'm going to throw that egg at Ibara and make her clean up the mess when I see her."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>