<span style='color:red'>Shit</span> Thought Nekhalla, she had been found out. Now people knew she was Anubi. This could be a problem, she needed to keep it a secret. <span style='color:red'>I'm not aloud to tell...I'd be killed for it...I can say that it has to do with my destiny. If either of you say anything to anyone else about this you will screw yourselves over, not to mention me. I'm a half-breed. The scum of my people, My mother and father that I registered with? Adopted. My mother was normal and my father was an Anubi, he abandoned her and she died. I was adopted by the Vlunn's I don't know my real name nor do I know my father. The Anubi you saw controls my destiny because I'm a half-breed. She is the only thing that keeps me from being killed by my own kind. I can only free myself if I pass her test and earn preisthood.</span> Nekhalla looked at the ground...she had said too much. She would most likely get punished, it kinda felt good to let others know about her. Now she could actually talk to people without feeling she had to hide everything. She sighed, life sucked, but she had to keep going.
<span style='color:red'>Wow- Okay then, I'll help with the test thing,</span> He said, idly removing a piece of gum from his pocket, <span style='color:red'>Want a piece?</span> he said, not seeming to realize what nekhalla was talking about really is a big deal
