<span style="color: red">"Rumors are for the ignorant. I have a son to raise and a pet to care for, I'm not about to get myself arrested or killed over something as petty as a mortal."</span>Nyarien folded three arms across her chest and used her forth to point to various soaps and brushes.<span style="color: red">"These will get even the smallest grains of sand out from under your scales. These will keep your... boring matte black scales black... and dull, I guess. Use whatever, I buy them in bulk for mere copper a bottle."</span><br/><br/>Nalo looked at pictures for a moment and scratched her chin in thought.<span style="color: red"> "I've seen this woman around the city today, but I've not met her personally. If she was in my building it wasn't to my knowledge, but I have eyes everywhere, if you give me a name and where I can find you I'll quite happily contact you if I see her. Aberrant Black Dragons have no place in a city full of people simply trying to leave in peace."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>