******** Mora *********<br/><br/>Mora let go of his arm as she heard the sobbing cries of her lover on the floor. She didn't want to look the man in the eyes after she had felt he was strong enough to lift her completely up from the ground by just one arm, her eyes were wide-open of surprise as her jaws had unlocked upon touching the ground with her knees again. She bent over Tellara, and softly whispered into her ear, her voice thick with regret and desperation of wanting to mend her terrors, her headache or any pain she was in. But she couldn't and as her shackles flashed of the green light of her magic being surged back into the metal, she looked up and hissed at the hunter.<br/><br/><i>"Let me mend ar wounds.."</i><br/><br/>"Tella'a.. Tella'a please... please look at me... I love ya.. I be killin' him I swea.."<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/>********** Lydia ************<br/><br/>She looked and smiled upon the words of the elf. Standing up straight she tapped softly onto the gun that was strapped around her middlewaist. Showing off her curvaous body in the process, as the green silk of her robes clinged to her soft body.<br/><br/>"Dont cha worry 'bout me doll.. I got ma own protaction against tha men that wanna rubble in mah place. I dun tolerate no fightan in 'ere, so ya better be watching out fa me. Nobody is gonna touch ya as long as I'm tha boss. And for tha green little fellas... those are mah business to take care aff.."<br/><br/>She let her eyes wander over his face now. Her own bright green eyes pondering softly over where he might have been, or what he might have done as she took her bottle of rum from beneath the counter and poured a refill into his glass, and a glass of her own as well. She normally never drank in her own establishment, but most of the customers had already gone home, or had fallen asleep on the wooden tables, ready to be woken up as soon as the first rays of sun would shine trough the tiny glassed windows.<br/><br/>She trippled her fingers over the counter as she leaned down on one elbow again, her other hand almost walking over the rugged wood towards the goldcoins close to his own arm. She laid her soft creamy fingers over the money and took what she needed as payment for his drink, not leaving the gaze of his eyes as she fluttered softly with her own eyelashes.<br/><br/>"Thanks for tha compliment, elf.."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>