<span style="color: dimgray">"maybe someday... hey i wasnt overly violent before and remember i ended up this way because i showed mercy to a mortal slave that didnt belong to me. what higher powers Ras? the Reds? the Bronze? im quite sure they all already know about me. well its not that im not willing to listen but if i find a group of idiots i deem deserving of massacre i will give it to them with extreme prejudice and be damned the consequences to me. as far as im concerned my life should have ended when i was eighteen months old and my soul has been damned since i was twisted into this form. if i have to put myself in danger to do good in this world maybe ill earn some kind of afterlife that wont be endless torment to me and since the thing i do best is kill im going to do good for this world doing it. i know your not a Troll and i wish you would be rid of the disguise."</span><span style="color: magenta">"hey i happen to like seeing the Troll i fell in love with, thank you very much."</span><span style="color: dimgray"> "no accounting for taste..."</span>Amere walked back into the room from the hall and stuck her tongue out at Ashia before blinking into Ras' lap. Ashia shook her head and muttered quitely.<span style="color: dimgray">"if thats what godhood has in store for someone im damned happy the bitch who did this to me was incompetant and only managed to make me extremely powerful."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: red">"the only one i want right now is you my dear Naga. i didnt want to die, i fought back as hard as i could but i was drinking off a shattered dream and couldnt think straight enough to make my hands glow let alone cast a spell... when you understand what Ras meant to me and how horribly he failed me i dont think youll be so pushy about this."</span>she nodded a little but the sight og Nyarien breathing fire made Leena laugh.<span style="color: red">"interesting, ill have to figure that out later but right now all i want is a comfy place to relax and cuddle. no i can manage one portal."</span>she opened a portal home as Amere left the basement.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>