<span style="color: #666600">"You don't understand. Refugees of all races, men, women, and children are being hunted by people from our world to keep the hatred alive between the factions. How can they band together when they have nothing but the clothes on their backs and well armed and funded war veterans are hunting them? I need to finish tinkering with Ashia's body, she's got company somehow... and she needs to make an appearance. And I need to find and deal with some holes in my barrier. If you need anything don't hesitate to ask... oh and Rayne is fine, she was found by some highwaymen. And Selma found them, if you're curious to see what my personal enforcer can do the town militia aren't quite capable of cleaning up the mess she made. They were taking her towards Westfall, you'll smell them before you see them."</span><br/><br/>Ras let out a drawn out sigh and leaned back into his chair. "Why...?" His question was answered by a loud knocking on the front door making Sahra jump and grab Ras' hand. "Elune really needs to wake up, this woman is going to drive me crazy. You. Stay. I'm just going to the door." The human stared at him longingly as he carefully pulled away and moved to the door to answer it.<span style="color: #b300b3">"I have come to see Elune and ask her questions."</span>"She's asleep, go awa-" Ras was pushed to the ground and Iron stepped over him and into the living room where she sat down on the couch.<span style="color: #b300b3"> "I know she is in a deep sleep. I will remain here until she wakes."</span>"I don't deserve this." Sahra quickly popped up from her seat and scurried over to Ras where she lay down beside him. "Sharindia. If I lose my shit promise me you'll teleport me far away from here."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>