<span style="color: orange">"She stunk of Trollish power, she's probably The'kal's champion and as such blessed by the goddess. Home sounds good, but this time let's take our time, no more running into young Trolls okay?" </span>She gave his hand a squeeze and smiled as they headed for the city gates.<br/><br/>While Whisperia washed the twins near the river Karren stumbled her way through the trees and sat down next to the druid.<span style="color: orange">"Well, your favorite mage just figured out what was bugging Arlokk and where Iron's been hiding. Do you want the bad news now or shall it wait until later?"</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>