<span style="color: #404040">"picking on me is not punishment and i will never see myself as anything but a disfigured mutant so you don't have to worry about my ego."</span>Anna frowned steadily and then shook her head.<span style="color: #0080ff"> "don't worry, i burned that up in the fireplace when you went to sleep that night."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #ff4d4d">"the native Ras makes promises to take care of people and then leaves the ones who need him most out in the cold. Elune was suffering from ten thousand years of isolation and the trauma of watching two of her children be murdered in the last few years and instead of letting her seek the care she needed here he got her a girlfriend in even worse shape then she was and took her home. he swore to protect Ibara time and time again but you saw how he treated her when his pet monster butchered her... i don't mean that as a defense of Elune so much as to condemn the native Ras and cast doubt on trusting him or his opinion on anything more important then a rock with a poorly drawn face on it. the people in the temple know we are friends, the rest of the city doesn't give a damn if i live or die, i am just the useless warlock priestess to them. the last thing i need is a mob of Elves demanding to know why i am different."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>