"She's more mature than she looks. Her body is growing slower than her mind, she's probably heard the adults here slip up more than a few times. You're an awful influence for anyone, young or old, but I do appreciate your caution." He sighed quietly and shook his head. "No she's not and you know that. You're just miserable and venting. And I think all of the adults here understand that." He caught her before she walked away and picked her up to hug her tight. "Just get through this, okay? Once it's done we can teach you anything you want to learn. Any weapon, any school of magic, anything. The world will be yours, but you just have to suffer through Sharindia for a while longer. I promise it'll get better. And after today's lesson we can track down Sahra and see about getting some practice weapons made so you can properly vent your anger."<br/><br/>Order would detect several people responding to her aura, but none with the same passion and conviction that Jim and Lonnie held.<span style="color: #59b300">"Tell me about yer other justicar, this Jim fella. Ain't nobody wantin' ta approach ye it seems but I can tell some are more interested in ye than others. Maybe hearin' ye speak'll make them more willin' to listen."</span><br/><br/>Jim smiled and pat Azu's shoulder. "I'll see if I can learn anything to help you better prepare for the next time. Maybe you won't have to chew on anything hard and hurt yourself then." Arlokk sighed quietly when Azu left and shook his head.<span style="color: #336600"> "She's gone completely back to square one. I'm hoping it's just an instinct thing but she used to be much more talkative, she started to call us by our names. Well there's nothing we can do about it now, I'm sure she'll go into labor as soon as she's in position. I just hope Iron gets back soon."</span>He listened to Whisperia and shook his head with a smile.<span style="color: #336600">"I think by time she's able to wear a belt the time for punishment will have passed, but I won't stop you from having your fun with her."</span>After a while Whisperia's heightened senses would detect the foul smell of a harpy nest and the all too familiar smell of Iron's blood stained talons. Shortly after the druid detected it Iron landed out on the balcony with a heavy thud and started to shake out the contents of the nest out onto the forest floor.<span style="color: #b30000">"Harpy nest and I took the harpy out before taking it from the tree. I told her I would bring it back. She tried to fight me."</span><span style="color: #336600">"Did you kill her?"</span><span style="color: #b30000">"No." </span><span style="color: #336600">"Is she going to die in the state you left her in?"</span><span style="color: #b30000"> "... No. I flew away from her." </span><span style="color: #336600">"Whisperia, do we have any spare bedding we can let Azu tear up to put in there?"</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>