<span style="color: #59b300">"Well that's too bad, but I'll still send out the message anyways. I want them to know that we're always here to help no matter what they need. You have Delithia and the mortals to tend to, but I'm free most of the time and will gladly help out."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #ff0000">"I find this trade of ideas to be acceptable."</span>She looked around and smiled as she headed towards the city wall.<span style="color: #ff0000"> "We can start here and work our way around. This entire plot wasn't here an hour ago, I had to make it to give you easy access to the ocean so if you find it lacking anything please let me know. As for the compound, the closest material I can compare it to would be rubber used for tubing. It's transparent and more heat resistant though. When we get your lab all set up I'll show you exactly what it is and even how it's made." </span>Along the wall was a massive grassy field, perfect for Ophidian's mule to graze and live on but also a paved patio with a large gazebo for furniture. Not too far away stood the gate into the city, but it was currently sealed off and locked. The grass would would extend down towards the ocean quite a bit where a large strip of dirt would separate the grass from the sand, serving as the perfect place to use as a garden.<span style="color: #ff0000">"The house won't need to be on stilts and you don't need stairs. It will simply rise and fall with the tide, or be sturdy enough to ignore it as long as you remember to close the windows. The choice will be entirely yours."</span><span style="color: #4d4dff"> "This grass is amazing, it's like it's straight from the heart of Ashenvale... it reminds me of home."</span>Animus grinned at Ophidian but didn't comment as she continued her leisurely stroll.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>