the tiger simply stared at Arlokk expectantly, just the slightest hint of worry in its eyes and Whisperia looked between them. "any ideas?"<br/><br/><span style="color: navy">"actually im one of the women that Troll who made Hellashia put at the dragon's mercy when she was insane with pain and need, i dont blame her for what she did... if being horribly raped makes me a whore then i guess i am."</span>she shook her head as she turned away.<span style="color: navy">"what you want doesnt matter, its what you did that counts. he wont start anything else, he wont remember you, his ciblings or even his sire. you were forced to act but the way you acted was wrong and you know it. but as an empath i understand you better then you probably understand yourself, its just your nature to react violently to everything that upsets you... i pity you for that."</span>she shook her head as she pulled out a hearthstone.<span style="color: navy"> "if you really respected him and his ciblings you never would have ignored the fact that they were under attack by Troll spirits, you couldnt see past your own hatred to see the danger around you from this... and the people you love will pay for your shortsightedness." </span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>