Melody frowned faintly as she was grabbed and seated. "i dont have a shitty life because i dont have a life at all. i had a purpose but even that is done." she shook her head and frowned. "what would be the point of retelling you a story you already know? you have never heard me sing." she looked at the image and shrugged. "as i said, i dont want help. i dont know what happens to us when we die but if my mate and child are anywhere i want to be with them again someday... i want to do what i can to heal our people and then i want to die. The'kal, nothing that the Council did is your fault, no one blames you." she took a sip of the ale and grimaced before putting the mug back down. "that taste is vile." Ashia laughed and finally picked up her own mug.<span style="color: #404040">"wuss."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>