<span style="color: dimgray">"I keep my word The'kal, if there is anything you can count on about me its that I keep my word. the gangs of the city are already running scared of me and they would be pretty frightened of you if you showed them what you really are. you don't actually have to get violent with most of them, hell I scared one old bastard clear to death, never laid a claw in him though he deserved it. I hope so, there is something about her that draws me, and its more then just a sum of her physical and personality traits... I don't think I could take you as a consort, your too gentle and kind hearted for my tastes. I don't really want a family, its not the Dragon way, we may protect our eggs fiercely but after they hatch the whelps are on their own, I don't know if I could hang around a bunch of my own offspring wanting my attention and worse, that of my consort. I will want her attention and any screaming little thing that takes her away will quickly irk me." </span>she shrugged slightly and shook her head.<span style="color: dimgray"> "its still too much attention. im not going anywhere, unless you do kill me that is..."</span>she shook her head slightly and as The'kal worked the pronounced part of the tattoo suddenly erupted bright red and the power locked inside her reduced The'kal's claw to dust as the dragon swore violently in draconic.<span style="color: dimgray">"I said be careful... what in hellfire did you hit?"</span>the lines continued to glow brightly for several seconds before the red started to fade like a dying ember, the line she had touched to trigger the backlash the slowest to cool and the heat emenating from them was even slower to fade.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>