"We should definitely look into it then if you're interested, I wouldn't mind devoting some time each day to a harpy if it was useful. Harpies don't live in too many places so hunting for one wouldn't take too long, but it'd still be fun to search. Hell, even if we don't want to keep one it'd still be fun to see why my father decided to take her away from Karren."<br/><br/>The Troll crossed his legs on his desk and looked over at Elune.<span style="color: green"> "If dey gonna die, dey gonna die, ain't notin' left to discuss 'bout dem, eh? S'long as dem knuckleheads didn't rape no women I don't care how dey die, if dey did, den imma kill'em meself." </span>He scratched his chin in thought for a while then nodded.<span style="color: green">"Aye, da cutie down on de corner? My boys been botherin' her, eh? I dun' warned dem 'bout her family."</span>He looked into her eyes as she leaned in and stroked her cheek before nudging her back and sitting up.<span style="color: green">"Ya' got a pretty face fer an Elf, but yer coin ain't no gold here an' ya already been claimed by anotha, and I ain't about to start no trouble over no Elf. Dat said..." He tented his fingers and leaned on his desk. "I ain't dumb, I know who ya are an' what ya can do ta me... an' fo me." </span>He reached into his pocket and pulled out a locket which he slid across the table.<span style="color: green"> "Dis be my wife's, she died a while back o' complications while givin' birth to my first child. Lost'em both, ya want The'kal protected? I want to speak wit me wife's spirit one last time since I never got a chance to say good bye. Do dat for me and you got a deal."</span>He drew one of his daggers and slit his hand then extended it to Elune.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>