<span style="color: #ff0000">"i would say i dont care for the idea, i like the colors. but my say doesnt matter either way."</span>she shook her head with a frown and looked down.<span style="color: #ff0000">"i have a mate to get back to, i dont have time for childish games"</span>she looked at the avatar and shook her head slightly.<span style="color: #ff0000">"you mean a tram system? its a good idea but good luck getting it built anytime soon."</span>she frowned at The'kal and held up her hands.<span style="color: #ff0000">"oh, no you dont. im retired and im staying that way. im going home to Nyarien and i expect to be left alone in peace."</span><br/><br/>Britomart smirked and shook her head.<span style="color: #ff0000"> "and when do i ever do what you say?"</span>she smirked faintly and shook her head.<span style="color: #ff0000"> "oh i do, but i want to see where your going with this."</span><br/><br/>Order shook her head and chose to drop the whole conversation about Ras or forgiveness.<span style="color: #ffff00">"well i dont plan to look for a mortal either way, im here to work, not to... chase women around."</span><br/><br/>Ibara sat up slowly and spat after a moment.<span style="color: #ff8000">"oh she killed me, she just ressurected me right now to try and cover her tracks..."</span>she climbed off the table as Morah jumped up and hugged her only the whack her upside the head<span style="color: #ffa64d">"what the hell are you doing making her angry!? you know how powerful she is!"</span><span style="color: #ff8000">"fuck her. she picked a fight with me and then punished me for not bowing down before her might, all i want is to save my city from your monster."</span>she straightened her robe and pulled out a hearthstone as she shot Nalo a hateful look.<span style="color: #ff8000">"do you know how many people you killed machine? about two thousand... i hope you feel good about that Morah."</span>she activated the stone and vanished a moment later.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>