Nyaka finished her drink and headed off to find her sister.<span style="color: darkorange"> "Then I'll do just that, maybe I'll consider the bondage thing too. Though finding ropes strong enough to hold you may be tough." </span>She grinned and left the room.<br/><br/>Ras caught Elune by the arm and pulled her into his arms where he held her tight. "Take a deep breath and relax."<span style="color: olive">"Dat's not what I'm sayin' Elune. If dere's a war brewin' it ain't 'cause of you, you jus' caught up in it 'cause of what ya are. S'why I mentioned talkin' to dem, but I dunno know'em meself, jus' what I've been told. We don't know if dey goin' to war or if dat was just a random zealot causin' unrest." </span>He took the book from Elune and sighed. "You go home and relax, pour yourself a nice drink then go to bed. I'll get this to Nyaka or translated by someone else. You're getting far too worked up over a lot of assumptions." The'kal nodded in agreement.<span style="color: olive"> "Nyaka can destroy a city, dey can destroy de world jus' as easily as you. But we dunno what's goin' on, so until then just do as my son says and relax. If anytin' else happens I'll tell Ras."</span>Ras kissed the top of her head softly then let her go.<br/><br/>When Elune returned home she'd find Sahra sitting at their kitchen table talking to a female Troll sitting across from her. Unlike the previous Troll, this one seemed like she had just recently dragged herself out of bed and while she was noticeably more powerful than the first, it was quite clear she was quite unhappy to be there.<span style="color: green"> "Look mon' jus' leave de mortals an Elune alone, we don't want no trouble, she don't deserve no more headaches... well, no more den shes gets fo' being involved with dat mutt Ra-"</span>The Troll jumped when she noticed Elune and bowed her head. "Goddess." Sahra looked over to Elune, her eyes glowing with the light of the moon despite no windows being open.<span style="color: blue"> "Hello my dear, how has-"</span>A spear of light passed through Sahra's head and she slumped over for just a moment. The Troll swore under her breath and held up the glowing soul which turned black then vanished as Sahra sat up and shook her head.<span style="color: blue">"Thanks, I was getting real tired of hearing her opinion on my every action." </span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>