Ras shook his head and looked at his hand again before healing it it quickly and moving over to Sarevess. He gave her a tight hug and kissed her deeply before releasing her. "It's okay and I understand completely, I only want you to be happy." He picked Nyaka up and tossed her over his shoulder. "Do you want me to go with you or do you want to be alone? Nyaka will out for quite a while."<br/><span style="color: Red"><br/>
"Mar'li is real, she be a pure-blood Troll like her brother but her corruption be from Arlokk. Make sense? Save 'er, eh? We haven't considered dat, we'll consider it. Why? Because he be the only one keepin' you from havin' the responsibilities of a Troll god, he didn't want to put all the stress on you when you had no preparation for it, dat man cares for you deeply and he'll work himself to death by the end of the year at this rate and then you will have all of his duties dropped on to you. At one time."</span>The spirit shook its head and sighed.<span style="color: Red">"Bein' a pain in the ass means nothing, look at Nyaka. We don' trust half-breeds with our power, we just gave you the very basic spells to use ya' power. You've always been able to hurt her, she's resistant to ya' spells, not ya' fists." The spirit shimmered and moved to the center throne as the crushing weight on Ibara returned. "Ras has chosen Sarevess as his mate, Elf. You'd be wise to tell him dat's a terrible idea, if he tries to have a son wit' anyone dat's not anotha' Troll tell him I will personally get involved. Now get outta of our sight."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>