<span style="color: Red">"Am I going to tell you again? No, but I still believe you are. However! I will accept that you're the best she's going to find and be a good girl for you, if I'm going to get what I need to live happily I'm going to need you to trust me to go out and behave with Karrie's body." </span>She offered Rachel a smile but frowned as she was pushed away.<span style="color: Red">"Hey, your chest is comfortable, quit being a baby and let me lay on you. Karrie is mentally exhausted and can't handle the alcohol like I can, and I did warn her not to drink it. What? Don't tell you that if it wasn't for me she'd still be getting laid? That if it wasn't for me knocking sense into her she'd still be fighting with you over stupid shit? I don't like you Rachel, but you love Karrie and that's all the reason I need to try to get along with you. So will you try to get along with me?"</span><br/><br/>Arlokk nodded a bit and looked down at the candles.<span style="color: DarkGreen">"Alright but when people start turning into critters and exploding I'm running." </span>He glanced over the instructions and began to follow them as close as possible.<br/><br/>Ras leaned against the doorway and looked at Sellendra. "Not at all, but can you really blame me for wanting to watch you try to squeeze into them? I was actually going to see if I could find some of my father's Trollish robes. Well while I could probably prove you wrong, you have the unfortunate condition of being a Blood Elf, so even if I was serious in my offer I wouldn't touch you with anything less than a dagger." He reached up to rub his temples and nodded. "Trust me Sellendra, I already know... I still need to clean up this room and find Karren's body. Sarevess, it feels natural because you've spent more time wrapped around her than a whore spends on her back." Ras shook his head and smirked. "Oh trust me Sarevess, I know exactly what you're going through. Except when I woke up I was bound to a stone with a dagger in my ribs, but that's another story for another time." Nyaka looked up at Sarevess curiously as the mage continued to speak in Najaza.<span style="color: DarkOrange">"Shh, stop using that dirty language, I want to hear your voice not ugly hisses." </span>Ras looked at his hand as shadow and holy energy danced across his fingers. "Sarevess, I'm about to hurt you, a lot, but when the pain is gone you'll be able to speak all the relevant languages. It'll only be about... eh, forty-five seconds of blinding pain. But once it's done it's done, there shouldn't be any lingering pain or anything else. Let me know when you're ready, and I suggest you bite a pillow."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>