<span style="color: #ffcc99">"the curse made the strong Harpies stronger and stronger... we can no longer stand each other's company. hey, you make yourself look and smell like man and me might mate with you, but me no want to mate with a woman. yes, Shandris. she goes on and on about how hard Elf's work to get meat."</span>she grinned a little and nodded.<span style="color: #ffcc99"> "me is all for being rubbed up and down and made to feel all special and clean. me wonder if you end up all flustered and red in the face like druid girl is when she is done bathing us." </span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>