Order frowned at Jim and then at Britomart and shook her head.<span style="color: #ffff00"> "more mortals who never talk to each other...  she does love you but apparently you were dying for a long time so she had to bottle up years of her own frustrations."</span>she shook her head and sighed softly. "<span style="color: #ffff00">i am in no mood to deal with this kind of behavior."</span>she knocked Britomart out and handed her to Jim.<span style="color: #ffff00"> "you two need to sit down and talk when she isn't hyper emotional. i can be there to make sure you both behave if you like but at the moment i cannot promise to remain calm... i am having too many personal issues of my own."</span><br/><br/>Ophidian listened carefully before he shrugged.<span style="color: #ff8000">"i can't say i know the answer to that. to my knowledge it didn't happen but when Syrenka was was ten years old Saravess destroyed our family and by the time she was eleven mom had exiled Ras and myself from her life. it was her last ditch effort to force Ras and i to repair our relationship... we were told to come back to her as brothers again or not at all, it was the last time i saw my mother."</span><br/><br/>Whisperia grinned a little and shook her head.<span style="color: #330066"> "actually you aren't, Elerona isn't a Succubus she is an Eternal. but we will worry about food when Arlokk gets back, i am not hungry right now but i might be then." </span>she returned the kiss before she nodded.<span style="color: #330066">"i think Britomart needs to get a job as a guard somewhere. she can fight crime to alleviate her combative nature and even Order cannot object to her giving a group of bandits the business end of her axes... i would have suggested it before but we are too far from any settlement and we have not had access to the kind of magic needed to allow her to easily travel to such a job." </span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>