the Sentinel glared at Jenjayah and her fists balled up but she didnt move.<span style="color: darkorange"> "ive never been sweet."</span>she looked at Ras for a moment and shook her head.<span style="color: darkorange"> "i felt you die, it was unpleasant to say the least..."</span>she Sentinel shook her head without really looking at Nyaka, her eyes trained on Jenjayah who still looked furious.<span style="color: darkorange">"so what brings you to my prison Ras?"</span><br/><br/><span style="color: darkred">"she is a good woman... i dont want to do full time work like that again, Rayne needs me. i might put in for part time work but i cant devote my life to strangers again now that i have people i love." </span>she frowned at the Elf and shook her head.<span style="color: darkred"> "actually you are the first and if youve gone into heat like a Troll the stables are that way."</span>she pointed over her shoulder with an annoyed expression.<span style="color: darkred">"this is the difference between a High Elf and a Blood Elf, theyve gotten so used to whoring themselves for mana that they turn into sex addicted tramps. High Elves maintain dignity and self respect and handle their problems on their own."</span>she looked at the Orc and shook her head.<span style="color: darkred">"if i want the help of a thug ill hire my own, i dont need the assistance of one of Nalo's idiots so let her go. she has an appointment with a nightsaber or maybe a horse."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>