<span style="color: #003366">"i hope all of your children appreciate the moon and stars and so many other heirlooms. i will cancel the tailors for tonight, perhaps tomorrow?"</span>Ashia pursed her lips but nodded.<span style="color: #404040">"as you wish, i am too happy to argue tonight."</span><br/><br/>Ophidian stopped for a moment and frowned before he shook his head and continued on.<span style="color: #006600">"you think you're helping your case but you're kinda making mine... if they are good enough to fool people how can you be sure your 'imitation' personalities aren't as real as Nalo? and the recreated dead people are even worse, how can you be sure you're not resurrecting people without their souls? i will save people whether they respect me or not, that is how i will earn their trust and respect. the most desperate will come to me and i will do my best for them and the more of them i can help and save the more the word will spread. i know i don't deserve it but i am accustomed to it and i don't expect otherwise. it is enough that i have friends that i can count on not to mistreat me. come, there is a ford nearby that will cut hours off our trip to Darkshire. i have no more patients along this road anyway."</span>he turned off the road and lead Animus and the horse down to the river and across, the water barely a foot deep and the river bed was firm sand making it easy.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>