<span style="color: #cc99ff">"My mothers are incompetent monsters, I'm sure they just fucked the harpies or something." </span>She sighed softly and teleported back down to the entrance of the brothel.<span style="color: #cc99ff"> "Don't let her fall off the couch or anything. Hey uh, pompous asshole guy... I want to meet a harpy. My mate says they're not all dirty and stupid and I saw one up there even trying to teach herself to read. So how much would it cost me to meet one and see what they're like? I can even change my appearance so your hag-matriarch, whatever, doesn't get pissy."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>