<span style="color: #4dffa6">"they are mortals, with weapons and armies and as you previously mentioned, no respect for Dragons or their needs."</span><br/><br/>Yinxha rolled her eyes as she worked.<span style="color: #ff99cc">"i bathed just this morning thank you very much."</span>she frowned faintly and set to work rubbing the ointment onto the wounds, easing the pain instantly while certain parts of it made their way into Vyre' bloodstream, inducing a very light intoxication and in general dulling her wits and her emotional pain.<span style="color: #ff99cc">"my name is Yinxha, self appointed High Priestess of the Troll god Ras. i smell like him because he has given me some power to help heal you and he hugged me before sending me to aid you." </span>she nodded and then started to sing a gentle song in Trollish, in truth it was a lullaby but none the less soothing and melodic for that.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>