<span style="color: olive">"That's just fine, I was asking if you wanted to, not telling you to help them. If you don't want to help then just say so and I'll let it go, I don't mind."</span>The goddess shrugged a bit and started to dust the sand out of her fur.<span style="color: olive">"Actually Ras won't be making any choices, he'll be following Theli around the judging the souls of the fallen. But that's a Trollish matter and not one you need to concern yourself with. No I do remember, but I'm giving you options should Vyre decide to be unfitting or just outright declines the title of being your consort. Don't worry about it Ashia, just forget I said anything, I'll talk to the other gods about it and see what happens. Maybe I can save Zul'aman and make it into something useful..." </span>The'kal shook her head and looked out over the ocean for a moment then turned to head up the stairs to the city.<span style="color: olive"> "I'll find someone else, shall we get you back to your realm? I don't think Vyre's drunk herself in a coma just yet, you still might be able to question her drinking habits."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>