Amere was busy looking at the jewelry and the shopkeeper frowned up at Arlokk. "considering the state of the world importing isnt exactly the easiest thing to do these days, and if im not mistaken your the other Troll god, Ras? its hardly fair to compare the works of mortals to that of godlike beings... its like compareing Gnomish engineering to what Goblins call engineering just before it explodes and kills its maker." Amere smirked a little and shook her head as she held up an ornately carved red gem.<span style="color: magenta">"just this."</span><br/><br/>Kuro nodded a little before she yawned hard, Whisperia grinning faintly.<span style="color: indigo">"i wouldnt put up with the things Amere even if it was 'meant to be'. i dont like the idea of fate, i chose you as my mate."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>