<span style="color: #336600">“I don’t know and I can’t defend my actions so I won’t try. I realize that I’m more like Chaos than I thought I was, all of my attempts to help only make things worse. I think I understand and I’m happy hear you out.” </span>She leaned against Order and smiled.<span style="color: #336600">“I’m sorry I make you feel that way and I will try to be more thoughtful in the future.”</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #b3b300">“Dunno, people will lie about things that don’t even need to be lied about. You’re still alive so Order agrees with you, or it happened before she started enforcing her laws. Either way, you’ll get no argument from me.”</span>He pondered for a moment then nodded.<span style="color: #b3b300">“Sure, no Dwarf worth his beard tells a friend no to a drink. Yep. The crooks go to the guards they paid off, the crooked guards complain to the crooked commanders and eventually it becomes an issue for me. So I’ve got people bugging me and my coworker looking for blood, and pointing their bloodlust at the new thieves guild will solve two problems at the same time.” </span>He accepted the drink with a warm smile and held it up to toast her.<span style="color: #b3b300">“To new friends. Sometimes, in this specific situation it was mutually agreed upon that we should end things romantically. We’re still friends but our personalities were too similar and there was no real spice.”</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>