<span style="color: darkgreen">"I don't think you will be, I think it's just a Troll thing since Ibara doesn't feel the same way about him." </span>He looked towards the window and let out a quiet sigh.<span style="color: darkgreen">"What are you doing you stubborn bastard..."</span><br/><br/>"You really thought I could be killed this close to a Trollish temple? That's cute." Vyre let out a gasp and covered her mouth as the hole below her filled with light and Ras sat up grinning. He pulled Vyre close and began to whisper into her ear. The glow in the Elf's eyes dimmed enough to make her dilated pupils visible, her hands began to shake, and tears filled her eyes. Ras moved out from under her and took a step away to watch her, the Elf shaking and crying uncontrollably with terror written across her face. He turned on Valeen, power flashing through his eyes with intent. "She needs a mother right now, judging by your breastplate, you are one, do you have enough of a heart to console her or should I have Morah come get her? And Ibara, I know you sense her pain, should you arrive you should do so as a lover, not a pet."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>