<span style="color: #ffff00">"i can transfer her to another patch of dirt if that suites you, though it seems a waste of effort. The'kal doesnt have a body but your burial rituals baffle me, a dead body is just so much meat and doesnt matter in the slightest. the soul has moved on to wherever it was going and how you treat the shell is irrelevent."</span>she shook her head slightly and floated to the house and landed, conjuring herself a chair to sit.<span style="color: #ffff00">"those other races are no different, they all start as barbarians... the problem this world has is far more complex. usually only one sentient race survives to any manner of civilizaion, they destroy any other race coming to sentience before they even start building a language."</span>she smirked and pointed up at the moon.<span style="color: #ffff00"> "cant i? that is a small display of what i am capable of and a tiny fraction of what i could do if i could find mortal agents worthy of my power. your correct, you have no right to chastise them, you have an obligation to chastise them. how will they learn and improve when good people sit in silence instead of speaking out? your silence is tantamount to encouragement of their misdeeds. you sit there and ask me to give you a corpse to show it some kind of illogical respect instead of taking your complaint to the government who wronged you, your mate and your friend with thousands and thousands of others..."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>