"Well, they are. I don't watch what I say... it's a damn shame Dad can't just create the perfect daughter... SYlvi's Diplomacy, your honor, jessica's.. everything." Dagmar might recognize the signs... Siv's fists keep closing and opening and closing TIGHT. Her jaw is set. "The Chieftain I Helped save... she lost her lodge and still wanted to thank me.. mind you ,she was the one who closed it up to deny anyone from seizing it for a time. She'll quest...yet she kept thanking me. Demanding to repay. I told her to just pay it forward, help other trolls against the dragon if he came and they could..whatever... but no.. she pressed. Finally I joked "How about a ship my parents don't co-own" then I LAUGHED. I did it clear. YOu'd have to be an idiot not to realize I was joking... but that's not good enough for dad. Any good I do... doesn't matter.. I'm weak, or foolish, or fragile.. or not honorable enough and I'm so sick to death of this place at times I could bloody well scream"