<span style="color: olive">"Well she hates you, rightfully, and you've been a pretty shitty goddess to just about everyone so you may have a point. Technically Ashia did all I that, she could have refused my request and ran off to warn Ras and Vyre. What's done is done and I will give Vyre the children she deserves even if I have to slaughter Sharindia to make it happen." </span>She shrugged and opened a portal directly to Ophidian's livingroom.<span style="color: olive">"Go deal with your mistake, I think your interactions with the Goddess of Passion will cause enough unrest within the rest of the Loa for them to seek you out. Yes, I know what happened between you two and I'm glad you're helping her. Most of the lower ranking Loa are just like her, children turned into gods to fulfill the twisted desires of the mortals. Insult me all you want, but I'm not the one creating monsters."</span><br/><br/>The half-breed snarled at Relene and strained against her magic but a single, barely audible growl from her mother made her calm down instantly. Singe shook her head and held onto her left shoulder with a low hiss of pain.<span style="color: red">"We're tough but we're not meant to be thrown around like that, our weight isn't handled very well by our upper bodies."</span>Ras was healing himself when Amber ran into him and he wrapped one arm around her. "I'm just fine dear, I've been hit harder before." He picked her up and carried her back inside while Singe grabbed her daughter by the back of her tunic and nodded to Relene to release her. Ras sat Amber down on the couch and looked at his daughter curiously. "And you say she's our daughter, Vel?"<span style="color: red">"Mhmm, The'kal confirmed it."</span>He started to argue with let out a sigh and folded his arms. "The'kal. Of course, now I need to go back and take a look at all of the other women I was with in my past... fantastic."<span style="color: purple">"Father?"</span><span style="color: red">Yep, that's your father. Go and say hello, without hitting him again."</span>The half-breed moved over to her father and looked him over curiously without saying anything.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>