<span style="color: orange">"All I'm hearing is a lot of really kinky ideas to spend even more time with me."</span>Astiria shrugged and sniffed the air again.<span style="color: orange"> "Oh, did you know Ras' mother is the Trollish god of fertility and various other things? Did you know she also lives in this city? I bet she could safely sterilize me so we can have all the fun we want without any more children."</span><br/><br/>Moya shook her head and sighed.<span style="color: blue"> "You turned on Ras, blamed him for taking your powers and accused him of holding them from you. Venoxious' last act of malice was to tear apart what could have been a great family between you and Ras. She wouldn't be able to kill any of us permanently, and those she did strike down were lesser spirits. We... don't know who chooses for us. Sometimes other gods choose for us, sometimes we choose for ourselves, other times they're just chosen for us seemingly at random. I suppose you're right, I don't understand her very well, but I don't understand most mortals despite my entire existence relying on them. I visited another of your priestesses today, the woman known as Valeen. I had to take possession of my brother's worshipers to ensure their safety, she spoke to me of justice yet claimed that keeping people in a small cell for the rest of their life was just? Mortals and their values make no sense."</span>She looked at the whiskey and tilted her head then shrugged.<span style="color: blue">"I don't know what it is, but I'll try it. Voodoo..." </span>The goddess' expression visibly soured for a moment.<span style="color: blue">"The mortal's body is too strong for potions or mortal magic to have any lasting effects, it's why I'd like to make her my champion for your portion of the world. She'd maintain her daily routines, but do so with my blessings and the powers to go with it, and of course, her life would be bound to mine effectively making her immortal and allowing to remain by your side, and in Ras' bed, indefinitely."</span><br/><br/>Ras looked down at Shauna and let out a low sigh. "I take it my dear 'sister' got to you to?"<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>