"My dear, the first thing you need to learn when it comes to cooking is that your willingness to try new things is the most important aspect. When you're open to experimenting you'll either make someone horribly sick, which you're capable of fixing, or create a masterpiece. Make a note of what you got, and we'll see what happens with it tonight." He gave her a pat on the forehead then set about paying all of the shop keeps.<br/><br/><span style="color: #5900b3">"You are a powerful god, I am a woman with more power than she knows what to do with. Well I guess you're fortunate that you're able to both hug me and enjoy your powers. And when you're getting more comfortable with me, I'm curious to see what you can do with your plants to play with other people. Maybe it's the magic used to keep this forest looking like it's always Autumn?"</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #666600">"She has the mind of a mortal, she was raised as one and still believes she is one. And orgies can also be a lot of fun, you wouldn't understand, not yet anyways." </span>The'kal shrugged and adjusted Order's armor to fitting like a modest dress, covering her body but leaving a long slit up the right leg.<span style="color: #666600">"Alright, then come with me. You're going to meet one of my oldest priestesses."</span>She vanished and appeared on a tiny island miles East of the Darkspear Isles where a single Troll lay asleep in the shade of a tree.<span style="color: #666600"> "She's ancient, but she's immortal. And she'll not hesitate to kick your ass for acting up. So... you know, try not to kill her when you inevitably retaliate. Hey, Jemm, I need you to meet someone."</span>The Troll rolled onto her other side as The'kal was blasted with a face full of sand.<span style="color: #b300b3">"Lata' mon... too early..."</span>Scowling, The'kal gave a Troll's ass a hard kick making her jump to her feet with a yelp.<span style="color: #b300b3">"Ay! Dat wasn't called for! Oh! Goddess, it you. What can ol' Jemma'zan do for ya?"</span><span style="color: #666600">"I need to you meet my er... ex-wife, of sorts."</span><span style="color: #b300b3">"Don't remember no mention of a wife, you keepin' sometin from me?"</span><span style="color: #666600">"A lot."</span>The Troll scowled at The'kal then looked up at at Order.<span style="color: #b300b3">"What am I supposed ta do with dis?"</span><span style="color: #666600">"She needs a friend and I figure you're her best bet at a <i>mortal education</i>." </span><span style="color: #b300b3">"I be little, no, very concerned by de way you just said that. I ain't no lady lova, you know dat! Ain't touch no woman like dat, but if she do be needin' a friend can't ever have too many. Specially if dey be extra powerful friends. What's ya name, friend?"</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>