<span style="color: #b3b300">"This is your fear and isolation speaking. Things will never get better unless you try to make them better. You want to be free to walk around without abuse or being feared but you have to work for that. Before I became a Justicar for Order I was seen as a war criminal and spat on in the streets, I know and understand your hesitation very well. I wanted to leave the city and disappear from this world. Even becoming a Justicar I was still hated and feared but I busted my beard and slowly earned people’s trust. You can do the same.”</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #9999ff">“Mama Rachel? Is Yaka your sister? You look the same.”</span>She happily chirped at the infant to express her excitement while Ana slowly sat up and rubbed the sleep from her eyes.<span style="color: #ffcc99">“A visitor? Mmm… oh, it’s you. Would anyone like something to drink?”</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>