Dear Mercenary,
Don't think I don't know what you're up to. I have read enough on human courtship and mating rituals to know that this is what you're doing, and let me be the first to tell you that you'd better leave Lyrik alone. He doesn't know anything about this sort of thing, he is easily manipulated and easily hurt, and I'm not about to sit back and let him get whisked away in the hands of some half-elf in heat. You can't possibly care about him like I do. You leave Lyrik alone. There's room enough for only one bat in his heart, and that's me. I'm watching you. - Crescendo








