<span style="color: #666600">"I know what you want do to do, and I don't fault you for it. But this isn't something you can protect them from, even Order and I didn't notice anything different until the explosions happened. I would suggest going out there and making an appearance, let them know... they were stray goblin bombs, or something. That there's nothing to be worried about." </span>She shrugged and let out a sigh.<span style="color: #666600"> "Ras has a power of a god and the impulse of a Troll. I think Nalo was banking on him causing her far more trouble than I would if she didn't follow through. Or... there's more to this than we know. Given Nalo's connections literally anything is possible."</span>The'kal looked down at Ashia and cupped her cheek.<span style="color: #666600"> "And it's obvious, little by little I can see you growing and maturing into the woman I hoped you could be. But you're wrong, the difference between you and Nalo is you've been through hell. You both care about people and want to care of them, but she doesn't understand suffering like you do. I don't think she fully understands what she might be doing to the people she cares about. I ask you to remember she's only..." </span>The'kal paused and closed her eyes for a moment.<span style="color: #666600"> "She's only been around mortals for about three years. So give her a chance, or just let Morah do it."</span>She looked away and scowled before a smirk crossed her features and she climbed back into the tub.<span style="color: #666600">"I have the best priests. They're just following Order around undoing everything she's done."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>