Rachel frowned before flopping Bayne onto a couch.<span style="color: blue">"acting the way i do? umm, protecting this city, helping when im needed and treating people of all races equally. i think im doing fine with my duties."</span><br/><br/>Britomart smirked and shook her head.<span style="color: red">"hun, no one keeps me from planting my axe in the undead. and i always lead better by example anyway. hey i think you look good in armor and you will get your's back, i smuggled the crate onto the ship for you with mine, they tried to give me amor like this as well but no one tells me what to wear in battle... but i am happy to finally have my proper rank of field Marshal. it was a pain having to explain the ranks we were forced to invent as we had no one with the proper authority to give us the normal ones."</span>she laughed softly and returned the kiss.<span style="color: red">"im always the boss dear, i cant help it. as soon as Arthas' head is on a spike i can finally put away my axes for good and yes, we will find a home and settle down."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>