<span style="color: #5900b3">"I think you're trying to pick a fight with me and it's going to get a hatchling thrown at you." </span>Before Ashia could react she had Belith thrown at her and the hatchling hissed happily and bounced off of her mother to return to Vyre.<br/><br/>"Fine, Ibara, you know the child better than I do even though you haven't seen him in however long and I talk to him regularly to let him know how you're doing." He shook his head and sank down in his chair. "And apparently I was the son of the embodiment of chaos and a man who wrote the book on Trollish blood sacrifices. Yet I ended up becoming a paladin and a wine maker. What we were supposed to be doesn't matter, it's who we choose to be. You were never... alright, we're just going to talk in circles and nobody is going to benefit from it. What if I could- No, no, no more Eternals. We'll solve this our own way. You, your mother, Vincent, and Jasmine are the only people I talk to regularly and three of you don't like my appearance. What if I took on an Elven appearance? It would help add some credibility to my winery too."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>