<span style="color: #336600">"I don't have many knowledge packets that I should. I was raised from moment one to be Empress, I had a female mate so I didn't need to know about naming children. I was to lead, not to breed so I was not taught about reproduction. I was to be a ruler, a tyrant, so my speech and communication is lacking and stunted despite my age. If I wasn't melded with everything else we wouldn't be able to have this conversation."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #b3b300">"Then perhaps, in time, I will be that man. But for now I think I will worry about myself and building friendships." </span>He nodded and looked at the native Ras.<span style="color: #b3b300">"Jasmine will be mine, you can have the rest of these women. Even if they are too good for you."</span>With a slight bow he left and appeared inside the Silvermoon temple to see how things were going.<br/><br/>"Man, he's such a prick." Ras squeezed Sharindia's hand softly and nuzzled her affectionately. "But he's useful I suppose."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>