Singe looked at Ibara almost sadly and shook her head.<span style="color: red">"I agree, little one. I would like to see him too, it's been many years and I'm curious to see what he's made of himself. From what I saw of him then I'm quite surprised he survived to live to be an adult, let alone one with such a diverse family." </span>The Troll looked back her tail then to Amber and nodded. After her bath her scales were dried out and coarse, but warm to the touch and she poked Amber back.<span style="color: purple">"Smells nice. What is this one called?" </span><span style="color: red">"That's Amber, the purple one who likes to stare is Relene. This is Ibara and Amere is your father's wife."</span>The Troll sat up a bit to look at Amere and sniffed her curiously.<span style="color: purple">"Hi."</span><br/><br/>"And so are Nyaka's and mine yet when was the last time you saw us murder a village of women and children?" He snorted and waved her off before heading off towards the business section of the city to finish his business with building his temple.<br/><br/><span style="color: olive">"Eluuuune, dear. We need to talk, preferably sooner than later."</span>The'kal's voice seemed to carry with it considerable worry as she paced back and forth in her temple.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>