Crimzon watched Tyrande in silence before calling her blade to her and leaving the room.<span style="color: darkred">"Try to get some sleep, priestess. I'm going to go get some work done and put out an order for that ale. You need it more than I first realized."</span>She left the room in silence and headed towards the prison with a long and drawn out sigh.<br/><br/>When Ashia arrived home she'd find herself in a rather large, but empty two story home. The walls were still stark white and no carpet or tile had been put in yet. Outside the home she'd find The'kal asleep under a tree with a lynx on either side and a dragonhawk laying awkwardly on top of her as if trying to act as a blanket.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>