The bartender frowned at Order but shrugged and let Elerona order for her.<span style="color: #8000ff">"We're among friends here, you don't get into this place with blood money. Though you may want to use a more... normal name." </span>Sure enough, if Order checked she would see most of the patrons were honest businessmen and women and most of them had earned their status through philanthropy.<span style="color: #8000ff">"Plus some of them are mothers to your granddaughters." </span>She flashed her mother a grin and raised her mug.<span style="color: #8000ff">"To a better future."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #4d4dff">"So you hate your daughter's life because of what The'kal did to her. I understand you hating the Legion but being a succubus is literally all your daughter has known until just recently. Her being terrified by the idea of you barging into her life and telling her to be something that sounds impossible is reasonable. She seems to be opening up based on what you're telling me but... you may just need to wait. Just let her grow and mature on her own, like going through puberty again this is going to be a very traumatic time for her. I know this is all hard for you, but you'll just have to be patient. And apparently I need to be a more attentive friend, I promised to help you with your problems but I've been so distracted with work and the harpy I've completely neglected you. I'm sorry and I'll be better."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>