Both Ana and Karrie simultaneously rolled their eyes.<span style="color: #ff0000"> "Really? You're going to Mulgore to meet your god's family, the least you could do is wear something nice to his wedding. Not your damned, stinky armor." </span><span style="color: #ff4dff">"It kind of sounds like she wants to sleep alone tonight and listen to us play."</span><span style="color: #ff0000">"Now now, if we tried to withhold sex from her she would just pout. I say we just make her wear the formal armor." </span>Analise rubbed her chin then nodded.<span style="color: #ff4dff">"Formal sounds good to me."</span><br/><span style="color: #0059b3"><br/>
"Belith and Chiren are itty bitty dragons. But I understand I'm trying to get used to her. I try to play in the living room with the babies so that I see her more often and get used to being around her."</span>She looked up at Inaara and ooh'd softly.<span style="color: #0059b3">"You look pretty."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>