<span style="color: darkorange">"Not really no, most male Trolls aren't nearly as respectful to women as he is. And he's not exactly what I'd call a lady's man either. Ras is hardly a Troll, he doesn't have the accent, the bad breath, or the random bloodlust when fighting, his upright back is just the most noticeable feature about him. His muscles may be bad but he can reshape and reform them on a whim, for all we know that's exactly what he did, I'd have to cut open his back to see myself and I don't think he'd agree to that."</span>Nyaka looked up at her sister and shook her head as well.<span style="color: darkorange"> "There are some men who let their women walk over them but that's doesn't make them any less of a man. Remember Whisperia's Human, Britomart? Her husband is some fully decorated soldier or something, but she wears the pants."</span>She laughed softly and nodded.<span style="color: darkorange">"That was only a little bit of a joke, but what about me? You know about those potions Ras has... if all else fails we could always turn to magic. But that's assuming you would even ever want to be a mother again."<br/>
</span><br/>"You've actually hurt her feelings, and let's be honest for a moment, you're not a very gentle woman, so you trying to be just makes it more obvious. I'll start cooking for you but you need to talk to Amere about it, be honest, and find some way to make it up to her." He nodded a bit and smiled. "Yep, but her voice isn't screechy, her body almost puts Sharindia's to shame, and she doesn't want anything but to be a pet and make her new family happy. I plan on heading out to Darnassus tomorrow to get the wood to build a bigger frame, but I doubt there will be five people in one bed most nights, there's two empty rooms for people to sleep in."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>