Some of his company must be female, must they not?"Verothlen stared at Hrosz, speechless for the first time in Avatharel's memory. "Yes..." he finally... said. He shook himself, and said, "Yes, of course. You cannot directly handle mana, and you probably lack the means to make the artifacts that you need that can handle it for you. Elves can help remake your world over generations, if we must remove the gate from this one and so lose the opportunity for your people to come here."Avatharel nodded,. "Destiny begins to argue, "I can take care of my..."I am tired as hell of her bullshit so I interrupt, "Well I'm leaving. You can stay here all day if you want."I make sure the area is clear of patrols, open the door to the bunker and just as I assumed, Destiny follows me outside and asks, "What's first?"I grin at her and answer, "First, we need to place the tabasco bottles so we don't accidentally blow ourselves up."She continues with the questions, "So, did you learn this in Iraq or. ‘Thank you, I take that as a compliment,’ she breathed and her eyes took on this incredible, shiny expression of pure lust. A sigh escaped my lips and I had to try hard not to just groan loudly. As her hand disappeared, I asked if this invitation works both ways. Chris leaned close to me and said with a husky tone in her voice, ‘ I’m shaved, I don’t wear panties and if you touch me now, my skirt will get soaking wet. I’m so fucking horny now.’ I almost jumped out of my skin hearing these. ’ ‘HEY! Hey! Don’t tell them that!’ I neither confirm nor deny….’ Now be nice. WOW! Here we go.’ Part of this narration is HOW I discovered I had a muse. Then I’ll relate how to handle her. ‘I mean, ummm, how to honor and cater to her.’ SHEEESH! I’m more surprised than anyone that I’m writing. Something DROVE me to write and I learned several interesting things during and about the process. Most of those didn’t come to me for months, so hopefully you can learn from my pachycephalic density..