"I know you too well, even if I wasn't a good kisser I could have you and you know it. As much as you love your... incestuous fantasies with Nyaka, I could still leave you putty in my hands." He shrugged a bit and sighed. "My spirit breaking just means I'll be getting replaced sooner than later, not necessarily a bad thing if you ask me. I can just pass off my powers to my son and live out the rest of my existence in peace, let Sharindia and the boy handle it all. That almost sounds nice." Nyaka caught the purse and shook her head.<span style="color: darkorange">"I'll go find something but Darnassus isn't exactly known for its beer."</span>With a sigh she stood up and left the room. "There's a large problem with your plan, two technically, one is you're not a proper and submissive Troll woman, and the second is I don't like that kind of woman. But I'll humor you, if nothing else you still managed to keep a nice body despite being locked up in an inn and pregnant." He looked back at Amere and shook his head with a soft sigh. "I'm plenty relaxed, but thanks for the support."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>