The Goblin growled at Ophidian when she was lifted up and hit the ground with a soft thump. “Who do you think you are!?” She stomped off muttering under her breath while the Human returned and straightened the wall mount for the axe before vanishing with the rest of the working avatars.<span style="color: #ff0000"> “Then it seems we both lack proper understanding of the finer points of religion and culture. But as I’m partially responsible for this problem I will offer you my full support to resolve the situation. I think I can help finding you a craftsman, Elune had a mortal lover named Sahra. Sahra is dead and gone, but I can recreate her and her mind. She was a multiple award winning craftswoman who excelled in all forms of art. She was good enough for Elune, perhaps she would be good enough to make rings for your women?”</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>