Ras laughed a bit and nodded. "Probably for the best my love, wouldn't want to give you have flashbacks from all those Troll-Gnome wars you fought in back in your day." He poked her teasingly and smiled. "I'm sure you'd manage, a home-cooked Gnomish meal, then maybe you and I can have some much needed alone time and spend some time exploring an idea Elune gave me a while back."<br/><br/>Arlokk bit his lip for a moment and shook his head.<span style="color: DarkGreen">"I think I'd rather my past stay buried, it's for the best really. Maybe I'll teach you a little about the pre-hakkari days where I lived though."</span><br/><br/>The Gnome shook his head and scooted off his stool, hitting the ground with a heavy thud and slowly pulling himself back up with the help of his crutch.<span style="color: Sienna">"We're not all heroes, we can't just buck up and prove someone wrong, unlike you... We had friends and families to go back to, telling him to go fuck himself will get our families killed or hurt worse. We can't do a light forsaken thing about it except lay down and die and hope our families can carry on without us..."</span>He shook his head and started to limp away.<span style="color: Sienna"> "You and "your man" have only done more harm than good in this camp, we were fine until you two showed up."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>