<span style="color: #ffff00">"not really no, then again i dont blame them, the Naga started kidnapping people at the beaches and that would drive anyone away from the sea."</span>she closed her eyes for a moment before she nodded.<span style="color: #ffff00">"i will leave a copy to take care of the Harpy while we are gone. she is really enjoying the hot water."</span>she shrugged and made it vanish.<span style="color: #ffff00">"still better then what their fathers would buy them... in Goldshire there is a booming business in iron chasity belts bought by fathers to lock their daughters in until they are married."</span>she snapped her fingers to put Delithia in one of her normal robes before she teleported them to a coastal Troll village.<span style="color: #ffff00">"this way."</span>the pair got a surprisingly warm welcome, several people bowing their heads to Order which she tried to ignore even as they passed a massive tree holding twelve clean Harpy nests. the Harpies themsevles were scattered about with seven chicks of various ages and all doing, or more accurately learning various tasks they could do around the village. as they got closer to the beach they were stopped by an elderly Troll man flanked by two young warrior women, all three bowing to Order which made her discomfort level shoot up. "welcome back ta our village Winged Goddess, what can we do for ya taday?"<span style="color: #ffff00">"im just here with my mate to get her something comfortable and... fun, to swim in or just lie on the beach and enjoy the sunshine."</span>the old man raised a brow but one of the women behind him gave them a wicked grin. "a Night Elf enjoyin da sunshine? now i seen everyting. but ifin ya need nothin from me i be leavin ya ta your business. tank ya 'gain for curin tha plague that was ravagin ma people. we be buildin an alter in ya honor ifin ya want ta see it." once again Order grew more uncomfortable and shook her head.<span style="color: #ffff00">"your very welcome but i said you didnt have to do that."</span>"nonesense, we cant ignore what cha did for us, the least we can do is honah ya and give our tanks for all you done for us. ya saved our lives and brought us new friends who already be provin themselves helpful. that Harpy Matriarch be da best huntin scout we eva had, finds fish and game every time." Order started blushing this time as she moved to walk around the old man.<span style="color: #ffff00">"if you must..."</span>"you be havin a good day Goddess." the guard who had smirked leaned over to whisper at Delithia. "you be a lucky woman." she turned to watch Order's ass, the Goddesses clothing of obvious Blood Elf design and it hugged her firm rump tightly. Order didnt stop blushing until they got to the shop, the young woman sitting behind the stall practically jumping up at the sight of Order and she bowed low.<span style="color: #808080">"Goddess, ya hona me with your visit."</span>Order blushed all over again and shook her head.<span style="color: #ffff00"> "my name is Order... my mate here would like something nice to swim and enjoy the sunshine in."</span>the young woman looked surprised for a moment before she recovered and smiled. "anyting you be wantin is your's." she walked around the stall to direct Delithia to various swim suits though most of them covered as much or less then a bakini. they came in various dyed colors and most were decorated with pearls or seashells but a few bore a strange symbol. "since you is da Goddess's mate, ya probably be wantin one with her mark." Order frowned as the woman went on. "its an ancient Troll symbol for order before we had letters, the elders had ta look very far back ta find it so we could build our new alter to da Goddess." Order squirmed and turned red right to the tips of her little poited ears. "you be pickin anyting you want, is a gift to da Goddess to show ma thanks for savin ma little boy. Morango! come here boy, da Goddess be here!" the boy in question came running around a corner from behind his mother's stall and hugged Order's legs and he seemed to be about five years old. "hello pretty Goddess!"<span style="color: #ffff00">"hello Morango, i hope your still feeling good."</span>"yep! i be feelin great!" Order reached down to pat the boy on the head as the shopkeeper turned her attention to Delithia. "anyting you like?"<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>