"Then I guess I'll just be there to keep you company and be a piece of eye candy to follow you around. Actually your mage is probably still mad at me for waking her up, I can probably do something to apologize to her while you work." He smirked and pointed to his nose. "I know what a good steak smells like my love, I don't need to see it to smell when it's done." He grabbed a pair of tongs and flipped over the steaks, applying ample amounts of very pungent seasoning to either side. "Real Troll seasonings my love, from Stranglethorn, not that imported crap your chefs use."<br/><br/>Arlokk sighed softly and nodded to Kuro.<span style="color: DarkGreen"> "Please, don't hesitate to call for me, I'll be right outside the door." </span>He moved over to Karren who let out a demonic snarl as he reached for her but quick backhand and strike to the neck left the mage laying unconscious on the ground. Arlokk quickly scooped up Karren and carried her out of the room, closing the door behind him.<span style="color: DarkGreen"> "I have a feeling I'm not going to see tomorrow after that..."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>