Lonnie frowned and shook his head. "<span style="color: #ffff00">You're from another timeline or something, you don't know nothing about this one. There was a cult dedicated to Ras that killed a bunch of women and children. There was two different attacks on the city, one by Ras' partner in crime using some crazy Loa magic that, according to reports, blocked out the sun with arrows. Then two human girls, Ras' adopted daughters. And finally some crazy Elf, another of Ras' friends, destroyed the city leader. And that's not even mentioning his past. I don't buy into all the stories about Britomart, but look at Ras' history and Britomart's. There's definitely a possibility."</span><br/><br/>Athena slowly leaned against her grandmother and nodded.<span style="color: #ff00ff">"Fair enough."</span>She closed her eyes and rested her head on Sharindia's shoulder.<span style="color: #ff00ff">"My momm... Mother was simple, she was heavily traumatized and damaged by her life before meeting Vyre. She... Liked to try to teach me things but sometimes her words didn't work. I learned how to use these figures to help her. Without me... She- she's alone now..."</span>A barely audible whimper escaped the girl.<span style="color: #ff00ff"> "What's the point of these powers if I can't do anything useful with them?"</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>