<span style="color: #b30000">"That all sounds nice and your logic is sound but you forget that my mother doesn't care about me. She left me to rot as a child and has never been interested or cared about me. Order would treat me like any other Naga."</span><br/><br/>Vyre looked up at her mother and a much deeper, but unfamiliar growl rumbled in her chest as she listened.<span style="color: #a64dff">"My daughter needs help. She is hurting and afraid and I don't know what to do for her. She needs her father and if I have to swim to Milford, bitch slap Relene, and drag Ras back here by his stub of a tusk to make him be a father then by Elune I will." </span>Sharindia would recognize her own motherly desperation in her daughter.<span style="color: #a64dff">"I can't make Athena do anything, I can't fight her. She crushes my armor and snaps my spear like it's a toy. Frank and Anna can make her settle down for a little bit but then the emotions return."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>