<span style="color: #b30000">"I never had much choice in the matter. Eventually I grew numb to the fear and started to delight in the thrill. Vyre is very... tough love sometimes. She had my keepers strap me into my mount and made it fly around the city. I was never at any risk of falling but I didn't know that at the time." </span>She shook her head and sighed softly.<span style="color: #b30000">"Not that it matters now. I'm too heavy to be carried and I can't go back to being an Elf. I wouldn't be able to properly care for you without my tail."</span><br/><br/>Ras shrugged a bit and lead Amere over to the bed where he pulled her into his arms to snuggle with her. "She's probably off starting trouble at Vestla's bar again. And not that I'm arguing anything, you don't need to have swollen feet to enjoy a massage my love. I haven't been very attentive to you and your needs and I want to be better about that... plus there's something I want to ask you about. I tried talking to everyone else but I think I just need to ask you."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>