<span style="color: #5900b3">"You misunderstand. Not at that surprising really. My brother was degenerate filth, useful, but still filth. His death puts me one step closer to inheriting a sizable sum of money. I don't need the money, I'm well off as it is, but there's no such thing as too much money. Your pet monster has started a job and I want her to finish it." </span>The human rolled her eyes and leaned against the bars when they were caged while the cloaked woman ran her wrapped fingers along the bars<span style="color: #5900b3">."Yes, yes, you and your powers don't interest me, The'kal. I don't care about who or what you think you are. It's your pet I'm interested in. Oh? You're not The'kal? Then why would you bother to speak with me? You're worthless and I have no need of you. Begone, shoo."</span>There was a series of grotesque pops and cracks followed by a thud as the silent woman squeezed herself through the bars and scaled the top of the cage where she grabbed the crystal and tossed it away. With the crystal gone the warlock teleported out of the crystal with a burst of helfire and wandered away.<span style="color: #5900b3"> "Come, come. Let us see if we can find someone useful." </span>The mute bowed to Order then quickly followed after the warlock.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>