Singe and the Troll looked at each other and the wyrmkin shrugged.<span style="color: purple">"No, we'll probably be coming back here instead of your Silvermoon. I don't have anything left of any value and I don't think she does either. We're ready to go now."</span><span style="color: red">"Ready. Go hunting in mountain, more drakes and things like them. Good trophies and good bones for making weapons and armor. Sometimes adventurers travel through, good prey too." </span>The'kal walked over and kicked Ashia's shin.<span style="color: olive">"I'm just giving you a hard time, you know that. But when we're free of these two let's go get Mira and drag her home... which I still need to finish. Damn it." </span>The Dwarf sighed and shook her head.<span style="color: olive"> "Well enjoy your hunting, I guess I'll go finish our home."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>