<span style="color: #404040">"it is not up to you to decide my duties or what anyone needs."</span>she frowned at Miriam and shook her head.<span style="color: #404040">"if i am going to hold someone and cry it won't be the person who will judge me the most."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #a64dff">"stop trying to intimidate me, your just going to make me hurt you and i really am not in the mood. yes, he knows Ashia, hell he even knows Ashia occasionally fucks his daughter but he has more of a problem with Vyre then Ashia."</span>she rolled her eyes and shook her head.<span style="color: #a64dff">"now you are making wild assumptions about a woman you have never met. Order really doesn't see any difference between an Orc, Human, Dragonling or Gnome and values all of us equally. except children, they are incapable of crime and she hates people who hurt children far, far more then people who hurt adults. actually if he did hurt your children and you called her she would resurrect your children and if you killed someone defending your babies she would tell you she is sorry that she wasn't there to protect them for you."</span>she shook her head with an exasperated sigh.<span style="color: #a64dff"> "you see nothing. i am not mocking you, i am using mockery to make you see how ludicrous it is for you to fear one Human man with no magic, no weapons and no combat training. you are a Blue Dragonling, a Mistress of magic with twice his strength, an armored hide, deadly claws and teeth, even your breath can be a weapon."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>