Ashia growled angrily as she straighted her robe and crossed her arms.<span style="color: dimgray">"come out and talk to me and ill consider it, i dont deal with voices in the dark, i dont trust them... and you owe me a gold piece your oafs cost me with their sudden escort."</span>she waited for Nalo to appear before she smirked darkly.<span style="color: dimgray">"Vyre... yes... i had almost forgotten the little arrogant mare. but tell me, when she tries to sell my neck to that little Troll who so rudely barged into your office and i remove that Highborne thorn from your little Tauren's side what will you do? Morah and all her sisters hate Vyre, when break the Elf's mind and pussy at the same time they will cheer for me but what of you and Ras? he can hardly fault me for taking revenge on someone trying to enslave me but you have no mroal code."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>