<span style="color: #8000ff">"No, you and The'kal put yourselves in that position and I had to intervene again. Unless you think I enjoy having to incapacitate my mother?"</span>She frowned a little and nodded.<span style="color: #8000ff"> "I don't know what to tell you that you don't already know. My earliest memories are waking up to my demonic parents asking if I was still alive, I was told Ademia had been caught beating me within an inch of my life... I remember pain, so much pain. As I 'grew up' I always had a penis, and wasn't able to hide it like I can now now until much later. Ademia used to torture me constantly. That was pretty much my life until Ademia was summoned by her Mistress, a wretched Gnome named Perixi. Amere's sister. I went through a few masters and each time I was summoned it was harder and harder for me to go back to the Nether. I met Ras when he kicked my ass and cut my last master's head off, I followed him around on his adventures for a while and we went on our separate ways for a while."</span><br/><br/>Delithia nodded and after the first failed lesson went back to letting Order experience and recognize the emotions she would experience with mortals.<span style="color: #4d4dff">"Alright, then we'll just work on teaching to recognize the emotions you do come across. That way you'll be better at dealing with mortals and perhaps hate Ras a little less next time you have to talk to him."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>