Ophidian scowled angrily and moved to intercept the Goblin, grabbing his axe just below the head and picked it and her up with a growl.<span style="color: #006600">"this is sacred and not yours."</span>he shook the weapon to dislodge her and this would be the first time Animus had seen his warrior temper. he looked up at the Draenei avatar, effortlessly holding the Goblin and weapon up if she had not let go yet.<span style="color: #006600">"it would be more fair to say that the papers are partially responsible... my understanding of Night Elven culture is not nearly as complete as i would like and Kitori has a habit of bucking cultural norms on top of that. i had expected her argue against marriage for any reason until we had been together at least a thousand years to be well and truly sure she wanted to be with me forever since we are immortal... i would have also expected to discuss it at length long before any formal proposal. indeed, and with such a generous salary i will will be able to hire a jewel smith to make custom pieces to properly represent our shared love. "</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>