The mention of Bayne seemed to wipe the friendliness off the Blood Elf's face in record time, her eyes narrowing as she looked down at the log book in front of her.<span style="color: DarkGreen"> "Bayne... what a fitting name. I've lost three of my best girls and countless possible employees to her and the protesting rampage she went on when Creeper first brought her here. If I hadn't seen her myself I'd swear she was a traveling priestess, and I say traveling because quite a few of the priestesses from Ibara's temple visit here regularly and two of the High Priestesses are my two highest paid girls." </span>Her sour mood ended as quickly as it started at the mention of the two men.<span style="color: DarkGreen"> "Is that so? Would those two men be interesting in a well paying, high quality profession? If you know men who are as good as a succubus they could both end up very wealthy here." </span>She looked up as a female Draenei made her way into the lobby and leaned against the counter, her ample ass put on fine display for Zelina through the nearly sheer nightgown and stockings she wore.<span style="color: DarkGreen"> "Rose, behind you is Zelina, Creeper's friend. Are you busy?" </span>The Draenei turned around to look at Zelina for a moment and nodded. "Yez, I 'ave to shower zhen get home to my family." The Blood Elf made a strangling motion as the Draenei spoke but only smiled and nodded once she turned around.<span style="color: DarkGreen"> "Alright hon, just figured I'd ask.</span>" After the woman named Rose signed something on the desk and left the Blood Elf shook her head with a sigh.<span style="color: DarkGreen">"I've watched men pour wine in her pussy and drink it, yet she gets disgusted by the idea of going down on another woman. Night Elf semen, cheap wine, and Draeneic fluids, it's amazing how similar they all taste."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: DarkSlateGray">"And why is that, Rachel? She's happy to talk to me about what's bugging her and she doesn't even know my name, what's said between us doesn't need to leave this room and you clearly need someone to talk to about this. I'm offering you a chance to get everything off your chest so you can work it out with Karrie when she wakes. I was raised in a loving family where when two people had issues they'd talk about it or get someone to listen and help them work through it."</span>He shrugged a bit and pulled off one heavy glove to look over his hand for a moment before sliding the glove back on.<span style="color: DarkSlateGray">"I guess that doesn't apply to your mate then. No, she won't, once she's sobered up I'm going to have her arrested for harassment and threats against a member of the temple. She isn't mad at you for being Undead, know how I know that? Because we TALKED about it. She's NOT mad at you, she's mad at herself, frustrated, and feels like she's damned herself by loving you and will never be able to fulfill any of her life goals."</span>He laid Karrie back down, then dragged a chair closer to Rachel and sat down.<span style="color: DarkSlateGray">"Look, listen to me. She wants to be a mother but feels you're too possessive and dangerous to let that happen, she wants a nice house with a dog like the one she had as a child, again she thinks you're too dangerous and would kill the dog. She wants to give up being a warlock and find a man, a husband, to take care of her and have children with, there's no way in hell you'd let her do that. Those are her dreams, they're very simple things, but she is abso-fucking-lutely terrified of you and your lack of self-control to even try to achieve those things."</span>When he was finished he went silent and folded his arms across his chest.<span style="color: DarkSlateGray"> "She's too scared of you, Rachel, to tell you what's wrong, what's really wrong. She's using whatever she can hoping to push you away, including threats of violence, but look at her, that woman would do anything for you without thinking twice and it's killing her."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>