the Troll frowned and shook her head.<span style="color: sandybrown"> "im not likely to forget something like this..."</span>she shook her head as she looked at him.<span style="color: sandybrown">"your making that up..."</span>she took his hand and stood up before she looked at the tiger.<span style="color: sandybrown"> "thats his choice, im a druid not a hunter."</span><br/><br/>the dragon crossed her arms before she grabbed a bottle off the bar and took a long swig.<span style="color: red"> "keep making that a habit and youll end up alone, miserable and dead..." </span>she snorted and shook her head.<span style="color: red">"so you met that arrogant, overbearing dogooder he calls a mother? fucking cunt loves to tell everyone whats right and wrong and how to feel... is she the reason for your sudden mood swing? she drain your anger out and replace it with regret and apologies?"</span>she was in the middle of taking another drink when he spoke again and she choked on whiskey through her nose before she wiped her face and looked at him.<span style="color: red">"huh? one minute your beating my ass, the next your healing me and now you want to bone me? you need your head examined is what you need... dont for one mome think im the kind of person to just forgive and forget because your apologizing. if you want my friendship your going to have to earn my forgivness first and that wont be easy."</span><span style="color: magenta"> "not to rain on this parade but what the hell is going on?"</span>Amere walked into the room looking far better then she did earlier and Ophidian was behind her and he sighed quietly.<span style="color: green">"Ibara will be fine in an hour or two but she is a mess right now." </span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>