Ophidian frowned a little and shook his head.<span style="color: #00b300"> "strange.. Ras has been acting like a raging dick lately as well. the last time i saw him he looked like he would rather rip my head off then talk to me. but i have time to examine Rachel if you wanted, there could be something up with her, Ras isnt exactly the most... gifted, when it comes to ressurections."</span>he laughed quietly and reached over for one of the children.<span style="color: #00b300">"here, you dont have to hold them if you dont want. but if you dont like cold why did you pick an iceberg like Rachel? for a male Naga he is alot cuter then he could be, hopefully he doesnt get my ugly mug when he is older."</span>he chuckled as Karrie worked out the implications and nodded.<span style="color: #00b300">"yep, a gift from Elune. yes, i remember Astiria and no i didnt care to know any of that. we didnt steal Monia, we sheltered her as a favor to you and when she was obliterated i asked a goddess to ressurect her and her price for that ressurection was freeing Monia from her bonds... long story about her own enslavement and refusing to help return another creature to slavery no matter how well you treated her."</span>he frowned a little and shook his head.<span style="color: #00b300">"well, as i said, Monia isnt yours in that sense anymore, but i dont think its a good idea for her to stray too far from the house, these Humans are a little... racist, violent and paranoid. i hope Monia hasnt gotten herself in trouble."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #ffff00">"considering your control issues i dont know of a single job she would want you to do. your a danger to those around you, there has been concern that you might accidently hurt Elune while trying to help her, thats why we handled her memory wipe."</span>she looked at Snow and shook her head, yanking the woman back into sight and instant later.<span style="color: #ffff00">"i need to keep her nearby. for a mortal Sharindia is rather impressive and far more respectable then some of the young of our own kind. and respectful..."</span>she gave Snow a withering glance.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>