"And if it was, would you be willing to 'scuff your pride' by walking around knocked up by a Troll?" With a flash the heat from the runes intensified greatly and ran up to Evelyn's brain and down her spine. Her arms quickly regrew back to their original form down to how she had her nails done when the limbs were lost. Without giving the Elf a second glance he went back to watching the family with an amused smirk and motioned to the bartender for another beer. After getting her attention three gold coins rolled the counter to her. "Well, Lorna. Sharindia and I were actually discussing this just before came here. We live out in Mulgore with all the space in the world and two very kind... beings of exceptional power." He motioned to Evelyn's restored arms. "My mate needs a pet and I'm quite a giving man, so I had proposed we had a full sized pasture for you and some stags to prance around in, a barn for Sharindia to... what did she love so much, dear? Being tied down to a tree? We could fit something of a similar size out there for you. And it would be private too, only you, your stags, Sharindia. And me of course. It's been a long time since I've heard that oh so sweet squeal of a Dryad creaming herself." He looked to Sharindia with a grin then moved over to run one hand down Lorna's flank. "I bet we could make a fortune off your lust. Sharindia here fucks you into a frothy, honey-scented mess, we could bottle and sell your cum. I bet the Gnomes would love it." He started to scratch her just above her tail as he continued. "Just imagine that, your lust is dealt with by a trusted friend and Sharindia could pay off her tab here."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>