<span style="color: #ff0000">"You just met one of my mages. I have twenty on call at any point, when he made the decision to separate the races I used a hidden away area as a designated meeting spot to discuss the future with them. Despite being mortal now, I still have all of my abilities that were previously added through crystals and plates attached to my brain. I can communicate telepathically to almost anyone I need to, and I can manipulate dust to form images for display purposes." </span><span style="color: #000000">S</span>he smiled and shook her head.<span style="color: #ff0000">"Usually the engine is submerged, it will be on our ship. This boat here was simply to test how well the engine would actually function."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #ff8000">"Just don't get too full, I'd hate for you fall asleep between my legs. I'm sure you'll find something, but even if you can't at least our home is paid off so we won't be at risk of losing it. Worst case you go join The Sentinels, maybe patrol Darkshore or something. Nothing serious, and no more wars to deal with."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #00b300">"Right... wrong... there is no difference in a world like this. And we aren't victims. We drank the blood of another for this. Protection from the Forsaken..." </span>When Sharindia got too close Aerin snapped at her but suddenly yelped and lunged forward as Ras pressed his thumb against her ass. "I would be careful with those teeth of yours, I would hate to knock them out of the pretty face of yours. Besides, when you're deep throating me I know they can add a lovely bit of sensation. And that's what you want, isn't it? My dick to ravage you?" Aerin tried to growl in protest but between the magic of the collar and the two working over her body she let out a whine and slowly started to lap at Sharindia's breasts. "Take the chains off of her. Let's see how bad she really wants this."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>