Sharr was completely unfazed when the baron pulled out his saber, and simply sat in silence while the goblin voiced his obvious threat. It wasn't that she believed him incapable of fulfilling it, it was just that she had heard far more creative threats. This one failed to impress her by far. Letting the goblin finish his bristling she watched him walk off.<b>"I t'ink you pissed him off, mon."</b>Came the troll's words, and she didn't bother turning to face him as she answered.<i>"He wouldn't be the most dangerous man I pissed off."</i>She shrugged, Sharr had better worries than the steamwheedle carter.<br/><br/>Crossing her arms, she turned back to the main group and listened in silence while Sakeya spoke. Sharr instantly knew the draenei had been the right choice as leader. Tackling the most obvious issue hand on and orderly. The only approval the blood elf outwardly showed however was a brief smirk. Silencing the voice in her head telling how striking the draenei woman looked with the hair in her face, she instead spoke out. "<i>I did not expect to dine on Silvermoon's finest quisine during this task. Trail rations will do. Besides food and water, camping supplies might be useful. I suggest stocking some basic healing remedies as well. And a mosquito ward. I'd prefer not be drained dry by pests."</i><br/><br/>Walking closer, Sharr put her gloved hands on the table and watched the scribbling of Sakeya's quill.<i>"Any personal supplies people will have to get themselves...I'm not certain what supplies we should stock for battle itself."</i>Sharr looks up, peering at the pandaren.<i>"You fought naga before, right? Anything you think we should prepare for the battle with them?"</i>She didn't wait for an answer, glancing at the two that left, then at those that remained.<i>"It's Sakeya's call, but I suggest we meet in front of the inn at the ninth hour tomorrow morning."</i><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>