Karren looked at Whisperia for a moment then rolled onto her side facing away from the druid.<br/><br/><span style="color: red">"And I'm an affluent business woman, I accept nothing but the best."</span>She blew Morah a kiss then left the room and headed for Dra'tha's office.<br/><br/><span style="color: gray">"Ey uh... Hela... uh, this damn Elf and her handwritin'. Hey, dragon lady, can ya come pick up yer Elf? I want to go home but I ain't gonna throw her out."</span>The barkeep stood near the corner of the now empty bar holding a napkin in one hand and his forehead with the other.<span style="color: gray">"Talkin' to walls and tryin' to bring a damn dragon to my bar, if she didn't pay so well I'd have half a mind to get a restrainin' order against her."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>