<span style="color: #bfbfbf">"I'll be honest, I don't care what you call yourself. You're all animals to me. Fortunately for you, I'd do business with a kobold if they had enough gold."</span><span style="color: #4da6ff">"What kind of work were you talking about? Out of... curiosity." </span><span style="color: #bfbfbf">"Business first, miss. If you're truly interested in serving a better purpose then we can talk about it later. And yes, the animals have been stolen from me and if you were to steal them from the thieves I would be none the wiser." </span>He shrugged and smiled to her.<span style="color: #bfbfbf">"I think you should run along back to your cave then, there's nothing more for us to discuss. I told you where my stolen goods are. But Miriam is a good woman. Sometimes. I'll tell you what. Bring me proof you scorched the thief's farm and I'll sell you two bulls for... two fifty a head. Unless you planned on breeding the sows yourself?"</span><span style="color: #4da6ff">"Or... we could burn your farm down and take your animals, then go take the ones from the other farm."</span><span style="color: #bfbfbf"> "You could, but I don't think you will. Miriam would tear that pretty head of yours clean off your shoulders."</span>Emily frowned and turned to leave.<span style="color: #4da6ff">"I'll take care of it."</span><br/><br/>Ras followed Elune in while Nyarien shook her head and picked Leena up before unceremoniously dropping her in the tub.<span style="color: #ff0000"> "They have no right to tell us what we feel and don't feel... Clueless goddess. Ignores her own people but thinks she has the right to lecture a Naga about feelings."</span>She pulled Leena out of the robes The'kal had given her and carefully scrubbed her clean.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>