Karren and Kitori came back down a moment later, Syrenka now in Karren's arm as Kitori was tending to a splinter in her finger.<span style="color: Orange">"She wasn't hurting it, it can't be hurt, it can be disrespected, it can be violated, and it can be perverted. Blood Elves, warlocks, and even most mages are guilty of it, Blood Elves just have the audacity to claim to be masters of it and need to be put in their place. What would you do if someone slapped your mother around? Abused her physically and sexually? Sold her body? You'd murder that son of bitch and have him skinned before he hit the ground. Blood Elves are an abomination of a once great race, I saved her from herself." </span>Kitori got the splinter free with a triumphant "aha!" and smiled at Ophidian.<span style="color: DarkRed"> "True, but it still seems very large and we'll only need one bedroom."</span><span style="color: Orange">"Night Elven homes are just small, there's only two bedrooms here and I doubt Syrenka will want to be in the same room as you two when you start going at it."</span>Kitori blushed deeply and nodded.<span style="color: DarkRed"> "That's a good point, can we at the others now?" </span>The Mage nodded and within seconds they were in the middle of another house.<span style="color: Orange">"Don't worry about the cost of these houses, I'll pay for the one you pick."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>