Ibara nodded and then leaned her head back.<span style="color: darkorange">"im the other way around, i vent stress by working to help others. you could still tell me Ras, i might be able to help in ways you dont know."</span>she shuddered and blushed deeply.<span style="color: darkorange">"i dont have time for that today, my Mistress wants me and i have some things i have to tend to back in Silvermoon. there was a small fire in one of my orphanages, young mage trying to practice. a shipment of food has dissapeared and so has one of my young priestesses." </span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>