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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Brother Shatterstone" data-source="post: 1416403" data-attributes="member: 13442">Brystasia Purelove: Half-Nymph/Female (Avenger/Favored Soul/Heartwarder)Brystasia tries to stifle a giggle but fails at the hunter's greeting and she grins as she replies, “Top of the morning to you to sire.”  She realizes that the mammoth size of the creature in front of her no long bothers her but she lays the hard down as she stands upon her knees wondering if she can honestly teach him the language that he is mimicking.  Smiling she speaks slowing stressing the pronunciation, “Its not morning.  It’s evening.  Evening.”She shakes her head with a pleasant smile as his reply is not the evening she was expecting but the request for the gold.  Her voice carries a great deal of pride as she replies, “Not just gold my friend, but platinum too and theirs a great deal to share.”She leans over the side of the bed that is hidden from the Xill and pulls open the bag, but it barely moves with out the help of her belt.  Not wanting to look weak she repositions  herself, hind quarters in the air, and pulls again.  With a lot of straining she is able to drag the coin onto the bed and with a slight giggle she speaks, “Next time I’ll have to get a bag of holding for this.”   She slides the coins as far as her lithe body will allow her.</blockquote>