<span style="color: #59b300">“As long as he knows that we’re here to support him I’ll be content. I don’t want anyone to be afraid to ask us for help if they need it.”</span>She kissed Order’s cheek gently and smiled.<span style="color: #59b300"> “I appreciate you, Order. I’m very happy I was able to find you in this timeline.”</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #4d4dff">“Oh, there’s a lot of questions and concerns but they’re all pointless to ask. We can’t exactly tell an Eternal no to anything, if they want to take us to Silvermoon there’s nothing we can do to stop it.”</span><span style="color: #b30000">“Compliance leads to less trouble.” </span>Animus frowned at the women and shook her head.<span style="color: #ff0000">“I’m not forcing anything. If you don’t want to move to Silvermoon and Ophidian refuses me I can’t force you into servitude, Order would destroy me in an instant. My goals are simple, I want to find Azeroth’s brightest minds and teach them what I know so that they can teach other mortals.” </span><span style="color: #4d4dff">“Ophidian mentioned that. But why our family? We have a history with Eternals, a good one, but is that why you’re after us?” </span>Animus frowned and shook her head.<span style="color: #ff0000"> “I’m interested in Ophidian, but I would be a fool to try to separate a man from his family.”</span>Kitori frowned and sat quietly for a moment.<span style="color: #4d4dff">“So… what? He agrees and you just pack us up and move us where? Do we have a house to move to? Will it be an apartment?”</span><span style="color: #ff0000">“We will design your house here, and I will build your custom house. It will be a three acre plot of land directly next to the city. The school for your children will be a fifteen minute walk from your front door. Roughly, it depends on where you want your house on the lot. Monia, there’s multiple brothels and fetish clubs for you to explore and feast. There’s some hidden ones I’ll be happy to show you.” </span>Monia frowned a little and nodded while Kitori looked at Ophidian. “What do you think?” Animus summoned a large contract that seemed vague on what she expected of Ophidian, but throughly detailed the payment and benefits he and his family would receive.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>