Sahra looked at Elune and blinked.<span style="color: #4d4dff">"Not really, no. I make weapons and armor, melt them down into ore and do it again. I could make you something though, what do you have in mind? I'll make anything you can think of."</span><br/><br/>Nyarien rolled on top of Leena to pin her down and deepened the kiss.<span style="color: #ff0000"> "Those kinds of thoughts were beaten out of me. You'll just have to teach to be more like you."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>