<span style="color: DarkGreen">"Creeper and her Mistress have done a lot for the underside of Silvermoon, she's not known everywhere but most of the people here in Murder Row and the surrounding shop owners know her."</span>The Elf smiled at Zelina as she got comfortable then returned to her seat.<span style="color: DarkGreen"> "If you want anything to drink just let me know, I know succubi don't like physical food but I've got milk, juices, beers, and whatever back at the bar if you're thirsty. A friend of Creeper is a friend of mine, and let's be honest, I'll take every opportunity I can to get in her pants. I was with her once a year or so ago and no man has even come close to matching her. But I suppose you already know that, huh? Anyways I'll shut up and let you enjoy your time now. If you see a woman walk by that you like just let me know and she'll be yours for the rest of the night."</span><br/><br/>The man shook his head and sighed softly. "That explains everything thing, your relationship is failing because you seem to refuse to talk about it. How can you expect her to talk to you like an adult when you refuse to talk to it?" He shook his head after a moment and stood up. "I can see Ibara didn't pick you for your intelligence." He slung his blade back over his shoulder and scooped up Karrie. "I'm taking her to the temple, she may be a warlock but that's no reason to leave her at your mercy. I only brought her here because I thought you'd be sensible, I've proven wrong."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>