Ophidian nodded and looked around the old city once they reached it, reading the various signs over the buildings as he sought a carpenter or furniture shop.<span style="color: green"> "there shouldnt be, even in a Hman city there cant be that many racist bastards."</span><br/><br/>Ibara's eyes closed, her voice weakening.<span style="color: darkorange"> "but why? why not abandon me?"</span>she cried out in pain as her soul was healed, shocks running through her as the Elven and troll parts were once again forced back together.<span style="color: darkorange"> "wh-what good are apologies? apologies wont undo what ive done... apologies wont bring back our son."</span>she looked down at the child and started crying again, one hand reaching down to touch his head lightly but she pulled back and closed her eyes tight.<span style="color: darkorange"> "i dont deserve him... i dont deserve your love... i only deserve misery."</span>she whimpered softly against him, but slowly nodded against his shoulder.<br/><br/>the paladin shook her head and turned away.<span style="color: yellow">"then get out. revenge may be stupid but when its all you have to look forward to it gets a whole lot prettier... the city cant be held, the people cant be saved, all we can do is take revenge before we are destroyed. what point is there is prolonging their lives at this point? i give it a week before the Horde or the Alliance marches on this city and kills everyone here. there isnt time to evacuate everyone and there is no way to stop them."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: blue">"it doesnt matter to me who you are."</span>she shrugged as she listened and caressed the side of her blade.<span style="color: blue"> "so you were the one suggesting they kill Ibara. good, i got the right person."</span>she smiled a little and shook her head.<span style="color: blue">"they probably dont but the power i get from you is important, your the second troll god ive put in this blade. if Ras comes he will be the third."</span>she rolled her eyes and shook her head again.<span style="color: blue">"i dont care if they do care, i care about Ras staying the hell out of my life."</span>she shook her head before forcing the god back into the blade and sheated it, her eyes staring intently at the door of the house.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>