[Asher casts a hesitant eye at the video feed from Koltira, thinking it better to respond carefully and with text. After all, he is deeply aware of the kind of destruction that the elf is capable of, even though his own encounter with it was indirect and long ago.]
hey
[The killing part is out of his hands, hands that have been stained with blood already.]
TEXT; UN: I CAN B UR DADDY
hey
[The killing part is out of his hands, hands that have been stained with blood already.]
is this about woodhurst?