<span style="color: darkgreen">"Yeah, you and Brit may have amassed a large sum of gold but I'd much rather not spend it all in the bay just trying to keep the family dressed and fed."</span>Arlokk tilted his head and shook his head.<span style="color: darkgreen">"Deathwing? I've never kept up on all the dragons, I had my own problems back in the day. You'll have to tell me about it some time."</span><br/><br/>"Hard doesn't mean anything when it comes to my children and making sure they're all well taken care of. Yep, that's exactly what's going on. Nalo's soldiers are slaughtering Ashia's children and she's scrambling to deal with it before anyone important is hurt." Ras nodded and smiled a bit. "To me you're perfect, I can't think of anything about you that I'd want to change... except maybe having a son with you when the time is right." He kissed her softly then turned to start preparing lunch.<br/><br/><span style="color: red">"Well I think that's not going to work, in fact I think I may go fuck her when I'm done talking to you, I need a way to get my mind off everything and I think she'd be perfect. I would abuse you? What could I possibly do to you that would be any worse than what you've already been through?"</span>Nalo shrugged and let out a quiet sigh.<span style="color: red"> "You're really bad about running your mouth, you know that?"</span>After a moment the woman in question was thrown from the shadows and pulled to her feet by two of Nalo's soldiers.<span style="color: red">"Don't worry about Valeen, trust me, she's going to be busy for a while. She'll spend days looking over the footage to find any way to arrest me. Anyways."</span>She summoned a shadow orb and looked into it.<span style="color: red"> "Ras, I've got a woman here, a rape victim of Ashia, who lost her daughter to one of my rogue soldiers, are you free to resurrect her?"</span>"She died before the egg was even laid, that's your mess."<span style="color: red">"You heard him, but don't worry, you'll be with your daughter again soon enough... assuming you even have an afterlife to go to."</span>With a snap of her fingers a scythe erupted through the woman's torso and ripped upwards.<span style="color: red">"Now then, Ashia... actually no, I have a Highborne to fuck and a Troll god to talk to. I trust you'll clean up the mess in here?"</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>