<span style="color: orange">"Maybe he was escaping? I dunno, he wasn't very well armed and I don't smell any other Trolls anywhere near us." </span>She sniffed the air and shook her head.<span style="color: orange">"We're alone, and he's running towards Silvermoon... he's very scared too, fear is such an interesting scent."</span>With a shrug Astiria started walking towards the city again.<span style="color: orange">"You seem to think I can't defend myself, but let's get to the city and get me some food, I'm starving."</span><br/><br/>The'kal shook her head as she snuggled up against her pet and closed her eyes.<span style="color: olive"> "Because he ain't ever givin' ya a reason to try. I don't need to be guarded in me sleep, but I appreciate the thought... she may be small but she be a fierce fighter an nearly invincible. But I undastand if ya want to take up Nemo's offa to kill me, I'm sure she paid..."</span>The goddess yawned wide and pulled a dirty shirt over herself before drifting off to sleep.<span style="color: olive">"Well."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>