Ophidian nodded and looked for Marcus to ask about the next store.<span style="color: green">"thats something to think about but Kuro and my father would also have to come for dinner."</span><span style="color: green">"Marcus? can i trouble you to ask were i might find a carpenter willing to make a crib for my daughter?"</span><br/><br/>Britomart nodded before rolling her eyes.<span style="color: red"> "im not a mercenary, i almost wish we were, at least we would make some money. we were drafted and given proper ranks, maybe they need that made clear... clearer, seeing as the insignia on my shoulder isnt clear enough. well then i dont respect their lazy asses enough not to kill them, i dont take shit from people im protecting. you get some sleep, i have a camp to consolidate and reorganize."</span><br/><br/>Elune opened one eye and frowned hard.<span style="color: purple">"how the hell did you get out of that bubble? and get back in, im trying to help you heal... something is interfereing though and i cant figure out what."</span>she pointed to the bubble surrounding Ibara who was now horribly pale and her breathing shallow, her body covered in cold sweat and her eyes were twitching under their lids.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>