"I was kidding my love, Silver's hearing is surprisingly sharp anyways. Did you know she can hear us from the shore? I wish I knew more about her, but I think she's one of Dawn's... uh, acquaintances and likes to keep to herself though she has been slowly warming up to us." Astiria nodded and kissed him again. "So what would you like to do today? I need to get out and stretch my legs and you need to get out of this house too."<br/><br/>When Ashia returned home she'd find two Trolls talking to each other, and then stop when she got near. "You're late, and you were wrong."<span style="color: blue">"I'm not wrong, you were just in a hurry."</span>Shaking his head the first Troll looked to Ashia and a large chest of gold appeared before the dragon. "We come with a business proposition for you, dragon. The'kal and her family have been alive for too long."<span style="color: blue">"Far too long."</span>"We want you to kill them. Arlokk, Ras, The'kal, and for the sake of being safe, Nyaka."<span style="color: blue">"I like Nyaka though."</span>"You like living more. So what do you say, dragon? Our funds are endless, and should you grow bored of gold we have gems, statues, weapons for your pet elf to enjoy. I know what The'kal did for you."<span style="color: blue">"A great gift."</span>"But I know your kind never has a conscious."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>