Vyre looked around the room and smirked faintly.<span style="color: purple">"You just gave me a very loud reason to tell him some growling, cloaked woman teleported me to a dark room and started to tell about some plot involving my pet and her city. I'm sure that'll get him real fired up and on your case. Who said anything about me becoming a general? I just want to live peacefully with my pet and stop having to worry about everything else. It's less not being good enough and more me just not caring about military anymore." </span>She leaned back in her hair and folded her arms.<span style="color: purple">"I accept gifts only from those I can kill or repay, whatever you are I haven't and wouldn't deal with if I could avoid it. You're right, I'm nothing like her, she's a mage and I have the magical aptitude of a rock without a weapon in my hands." </span>After a moment Vyre stood up with a stretch and shrugged.<span style="color: purple">"Well like I said, I don't owe you anything, but when everything is dealt with and my pet is safe we can talk about other deals. And for the record, the idea of bearing a child for what I'm guessing to be an overstuffed lizard isn't my idea of an honor."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>