"You are a child, you're growing fast but that doesn't change anything. Trust me, most of the women at home still call me a child and I'm older than all of them except Sharindia. Not poison, it has a number of medical uses and can be used a powerful muscle relaxer when applied properly. Unless you're calling Amere's choice of wine poison, then I would agree, that stuff is vile."<br/><br/><span style="color: #5900b3">"Sex is an important thing in mortal lives. Many Night Elven men went into a deep sleep leaving their women alone for hundreds, if not thousands of years. Without their mates they had to find other ways to get off." </span>Elerona shrugged and nodded.<span style="color: #5900b3">"Just try not to create an invasive species that kills off everything else in the forest, that would be bad."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #666600">"No, no, Ras is another's child. You left me shortly after we conceived Elerona. I had-, well I recreated Ras with the assistance of a mortal man long ago."</span>Jemma frowned as Order spoke and stuck a piece of coconut into the goddess' mouth to distract her.<span style="color: #b300b3">"Shush, you."</span><span style="color: #666600">"Try two hundred, forty-seven thousand years old."</span><span style="color: #b300b3">"So... ya be old an' bitchy, a slave turned slaver, an a murderer without a soul. I oughta call you Nyaka." </span>The'kal couldn't restrain a soft laugh and quickly shook her head.<span style="color: #666600">"No, you know better."</span><span style="color: #b300b3">"Mm... eh, we can go wit Order for now, I'm too tired for naming people. Guess we can start by doin' introductions properly."</span>She extended one hand towards Order.<span style="color: #b300b3">"Greetin's, my name is Jemma'zan."</span>She motioned with her other hand to Order.<span style="color: #b300b3">"Now take my hand wit your opposite hand, and squeeze it GENTLY, den shake. An' tell me your name."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>