<span style="color: DarkOrange">"Who said anything about murderous? At the worst she'll pin you down and ride your face until your jaw is too sore to move. I'd probably do the same in her shoes, I think you'd enjoy it just as much as I would. All the more reason for me to do it then, you tied to the a bed with Jen and I having our way with you... hmm, I do believe I'll have to make that happen soon. You'll just have to learn to trust me and enjoy being completely at my mercy."</span>She looked down at the child and translated for Sarevess then turned on the woman.<span style="color: DarkOrange">"Watch what you say about my wife, Elf. She's a good woman and likes children, if he wants to touch her tail to see what a Naga feels like she's not going to complain." </span>She nodded to the boy and smiled.<span style="color: DarkOrange">"She's a little cold but her scales are very smooth, not at all slimy."</span>Nyaka turned back to Sarevess and shrugged.<span style="color: DarkOrange">"She's convinced you're going to hurt her child, just another ignorant Elf."</span><br/><br/>Kitori shook her head and smiled a bit.<span style="color: DarkRed"> "I don't know anything about Naga except that I love mine and he's cold-blooded, you'll have to teach me about them some time. I'm sure it'll be quite a challenge, but I have faith in our abilities to raise them well."</span>The shop was mostly empty but faint yelling could be heard from the back of the building. After a few moments a massively pregnant High Elven woman stormed out of the building with a crying child in one arm and a bag of clothes in the other. The shopkeep came out a few minutes later with a heavy bruise under his right eye and sat down at his desk. Kitori looked at the woman as she passed then back to Ophidian with a shrug.<br/><br/>"Don't sell yourself short, you mean a lot to me too. That's still in Durotar hon, I hate the dry heat... but still, there's some cute women in Sen'jin, I think I could handle the heat for some eye candy while looking at clothing for my ladies. I'll never give up the robes, but you, Ibara, and Amere need something else to enjoy me in while I'm just laying around killing my back or time." He smiled a bit and nodded. "I'll see what I can do, can't say I'm too thrilled by the idea of being a Gnome though."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>