<span style="color: #00b300">"and you ended up with two, soft, squishy mages. and lets not forget your love of Tauren women and no matter how strong they may be that fur makes them soft."</span>the children looked at Ras and the tallest one shook his head.<span style="color: #ff0000">"thats all just crazy and makes no sense."</span><span style="color: #ff99cc">"a d-doctor? r-really?"</span>Ophidian turned to look at the woman, all levity because of the worry in her voice.<span style="color: #00b300">"yes, ma'am. fully trained in medicine, surgery and alchemy."</span>the woman looked at Ras' arm and then bit her lip.<span style="color: #ff99cc">"we need a doctor. these are just a few of the children the others and i care for but we dont really have enough money to pay the doctors here in the city."</span><span style="color: #00b300">"money isnt a problem. if there is no emergency that needs immediate attention i could come by your orhpanage tomorrow and give everyone a checkup and treat anyone that needs it. i live outside Goldshire, its not a long trip."</span><span style="color: #ff99cc">"that would be wonderful. our orphanage is on the ease side of Old Town, its called The Light's Mercy Home for Oprhans."</span><span style="color: #00b300">"i will be there bright and early with my full medical bag."</span>though she was still afraid the woman nodded and huddled her children together as Ophidian smirked at Ras.<span style="color: #00b300">"how little you know... i used to stare at Night Elven, Human, Blood Elven, Dwarven and even the occasional Orc woman back in the Bay. i cant say i ever shared your interest in Tauren women but i wasnt utterly fixated on Elves. they were just my favorites to eye."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>