<span style="color: #ffff00">"what cost? a set amount of my precious eternal time? possibly a little 'dignity'? because i have so much of that. its not for your sake, im a terrible person and i know this, im cold, heartless and have urges that are apalling... and my attempts to improve are going extremely slow."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #404040">"Nail and Spite arent mine, Red however has given herself to me. Miriam went out of her way to keep me from having a clear head, thats how she got so big... i just hope she and her children are ok."</span>she smirked a little and shook her head.<span style="color: #404040">"yes im young, but this is all luck, The'kal made it all for us."</span>she nodded and looked around.<span style="color: #404040">"ill be right back..."</span>she vanished and reappeared in several quick trips, bringing back carts of food, supplies and other things and by the time she finished they should have enough for several weeks.<span style="color: #404040">"dont worry, its not stolen so much as... recovered. this stuff was all lost or stashed by various bandits and militaries."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>