<span style="color: orange">"I dunno, I haven't had anything but sex on my mind in a long time now. Whatever happened to Iron? I know she came here with us, but I haven't seen her since."</span><br/><span style="color: olive"><br/>
"Corruption can be cleansed, you can shield yourself from the rest of your kind, and surround yourself with powerful allies. No, you can choose your fate as easily as you've chosen to listen to me, but you're happy as you are, are you not? Many things about you can be changed to better improve your quality of life, I guess you could consider that to be a blessing. If there's something about yourself that you don't like chances are I, or another powerful Troll, could fix it."</span>The'kal shrugged a bit and headed for the city square, apparently indifferent to the terrified looks or the guards raising their weapons.<span style="color: olive"> Maybe she's not lying, but when she can shape the past to her whim everything she says is bound to be true." </span>She stopped and placed one paw on the center of Ashia's chest and pushed against her.<span style="color: olive">"Hmm... Indeed. Well he wasn't lying, even a stray Trollish curse could kill you if it was cast perfectly but the chances of that are slim to none. Well like I said, mortals are dumb and often forget their place... but at the same time, it's that stubbornness that makes me love and want to protect all of them... most of them."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>