<span style="color: #a64dff">"I will be fine. I'm very much aware of my limits and I ate yesterday, I'll be fine for weeks before my strength is negatively affected."</span>Vyre either didn't notice or continued to offer Order as little attention as possible<span style="color: #a64dff">. "I don't care if you're in my head. You'd be the least offensive person to have their way with my mind." </span>She set to preparing the meal quickly and took a seat beside the fire once the meat was cooking.<span style="color: #a64dff">"You are flawed. If you compare yourself to me and find any similarities you're in a pretty bad place in life."</span><br/><br/>The healing energy detonated violently and caused an explosion of black mist to shimmer in the air around Susan's hand. "I shouldn't even be here, mon. Wherever 'here' is. I know I died an' dat it was peaceful, I was old an' made peace. After I closed my eyes for the last time." He motioned around them. "I was here. Dis ain't no spirit world. ain't nobody here but me an' de other... me. An' he ain't one for talking. Well knowin' dat I died and ended up here instead of de spirit realm should tell ya somethin' ain't right."<br/><br/>The'kal shook her head and turned to walk away.<span style="color: #666600">"I used to love this land. It was beautiful and serene. No would-be heroes running around on mindless quests. A couple satyrs and furbolgs, sure, but they were mostly harmless. Now... this. Part of me wants to tear this all down and remake it anew." </span><span style="color: #0000ff">"That's nice and all, what about Ras?" </span><span style="color: #666600">"He was first born a cripple, neither of his legs worked worth a damn and it affected his spine. His mother prayed, made what little sacrifices she could, screamed and begged for my blessing. I told her to give me her son, that I would give him another life, a better one. I don't think I need to tell you how that went over. She accused me of ignoring her and throwing away her offerings, then she claimed that I demanded blood and was no better than the others." </span><span style="color: #0000ff">"Others?" </span><span style="color: #666600">"The Loa of that time were considerably more primal, more about bloody, ritual sacrifices than actually helping people. They were on constant power trips and I was constantly scared of going on one myself." </span><span style="color: #0000ff">"So what happened to Ras?"</span><span style="color: #666600">"His village was raided and everyone was slaughtered. On his mother's dying day I told her I'd take care of her son and personally escorted her to my realm."</span>Sahra scowled and looked at Elune but remained silent.<span style="color: #666600">"Second death wasn't too much different but his birth wasn't... clean. Things didn't go as planned when putting his soul into the new body. I dealt with it and he went on to live a decent life. Until fanatics from my um... tribe, I guess, slaughtered his. Things were stupid back then. Very stupid, very bloody. I'm quite happy to be living in this current day. Shard?" </span>She looked at the image when it appeared and froze.<span style="color: #666600">"That's in his <i>mind</i>?"</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>