<span style="color: darkorange">"I gave you a valid reason, you're just not wanting to accept it because you're just as racist as every other Elf in this city... Not to mention attached to Ophidian's nuts like Kitori, and anyone who hurts him hurts you."</span>She shrugged and turned to leave but seemed to have no intention on returning Crimzon's blade, the construct following behind slowly with her hands extended but dared not reach for the weapon.<span style="color: darkorange"> "You know as well as I do that's a pile of horse shit, there's no pilgramage for priests of Elune. If you want her gone man up and tell her yourself."</span>She laughed bitterly and spun around.<span style="color: darkorange"> "Funny. You let me walk where I please, treat you like you deserve, and live freely yet I've done far worse to Ophidian and have a far bigger rap sheet than Jen will ever have. Jen broke Ophidian's heart, I put an arrow through his mother's head."</span>She tossed the boomerang-like blade at the statue of Elune where it stuck hanging precariously over one of the arms.<span style="color: darkorange">"Your pet's soul in that, have fun cleaning up the mess if it touches the water." </span>With that she stormed out of the temple while Crimzon dashed over to the Moonwell and stared up at her blade, wide-eyed and shaking.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>