Ophidian paid for the cask and the mug and picked them up to head out of the bar.<span style="color: #00b300">"thank you."</span>he looked at Kitori as he carried their demon and the booze.<span style="color: #00b300">"we will have to be more careful with her."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #ffff00">"your one to talk."</span>Yinxha nodded and sighed softly.<span style="color: #b30059">"yes my lord."</span>she endured the pain with very little reaction but she nodded.<span style="color: #b30059">"if you say so, i sense that you took all the magic i had... what kind of priestess has no powers?"</span>she looked up at him with obviously conflicted emotions.<span style="color: #b30059">"yes... but all this mercy is making me so nervous about what you are going to do to actually punish me."</span>she looked at Nyx and even though she didn't growl Ras would sense Yinxha's growing hostility.<span style="color: #b30059">"why are you even talking about this? you are not one of his women, you are not one of my victims and you are not a Troll... none of this is your business."</span>Ophidian shook his head with a smile.<span style="color: #ff8000">"no, they are the descendants of a demigoddess and an Elf. but Azshara did curse them for interfering in the war of the ancients." </span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>