<span style="color: #404040">"huh, thats where im from. a Human took me in and kept me around to rip out and sell my scales for money... she fed me well. but once i got too big for her house she shoved me out a window in the middle of the night. its funny, i miss that woman sometimes. well then i will have to talk to her, she seems to have a very interesting story, its not every mortal that would collect Dragon whelps."</span>she frowned before she grabbed Spite's hand and shadow stepped them to Goldshire.<span style="color: #404040">"we dont have time for walking about."</span><br/><br/>Elune frowned and whacked him in the chest.<span style="color: #5900b3">"just because im not the best educated doesnt mean i cant figure it out."</span>she wrapped one arm around him as well and squeezed him.<span style="color: #5900b3">"she said shes been staying out of the way and eating leftovers when everyone went to bed. that would have been better, shes been bored out of her mind."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #b30000">"i dont, its not in my nature to hold grudges."</span>she shook her head and sighed.<span style="color: #b30000"> "you can live with yourself, she couldnt. she would emotionally implode and be a gibbering mess for the rest of her life."</span><span style="color: #ff0000">"did you make me... want war?"</span><span style="color: #b30000"> "not precisely. i made you like combat alot more then you already did. i can adjust it all back down if you want."</span><span style="color: #ff0000">"your going to change everything about me?"</span><span style="color: #b30000">"no, no, no. i will simply dial back the things i turned up to rediculous levels to help you survive."</span>Britomart looked down and then at Jim.<span style="color: #ff0000">"wh-what do you think?"</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>