Ras shrugged a little and dispelled the map. "It's quite alright, I've learned to adapt and expect loses in life. It hasn't stopped me from doing my duty as a priest." He followed her to Karren's room and looked at his sleeping daughter with a soft sigh. "It's been ten years since I last saw her alive... I won't fail her again, I won't fail either of you again."  He shrugged off his robes to reveal what looked to be golden plate armor unlike the black leathers the native Ras wore. Golden snakes began to appear in the room around them as his energy surged and he placed one hand on Karren's forehead and closed his eyes. "There is such pain and sadness here."<br/><br/><span style="color: #8000ff">"If this takes months I'll probably just burn this whole house down with me and Anna in it..." </span>The second Ashia said Vyre was weak a mug was launched at her head and the Elf stormed out of the room.<span style="color: #8000ff">"I might skip the drinking part and go right to kicking you ass... Maybe I'll call Ras and ask him to bring me a knife. Skinning you would make for some good bonding between friends."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>