Frizz looked up at Ibara and shrugged.<span style="color: blue"> "Alright, Priestess it is. I don't know anything about claiming this or that or the laws that go with it. If you want my company to clear out you'll have to talk to the Matron herself about it, she's paying us and we've a job to do. That's not to say I'm not a business man, if you bought out my contract all the information we've gathered would be delivered to your desk and we'd go home a few hundred gold richer." </span>He turned and climbed back onto his chopper.<span style="color: blue"> "I gotta get back to work, unlike most of the lazy Companies you run across I try to pride mine on actually working for our money. Shouldn't take us more than a few hours to be out of here though, have a good day." </span>He revved his chopper to life and in another cloud of smoke took off down the lane.<span style="color: purple">"Well, is it time to go bitch out Nalo?"</span>Vyre came out of a building with a basket of fruits and persevered meats, a piece of which was hanging from the corner of her mouth.<br/><br/>Ras gave Elune's brother a dismissive wave and looked to Elune when he vanished. "This isn't to end the fighting, yet. It's to see how they would react to their environment being changed for the better. If it works out we're going to turn what remains of Azshara into a proper forest. But for now we're starting small, start by helping the Orcs who don't want to fight or go to war, help the ones who just want to survive and see what happens. Think of it as our little experiment to save the world from itself."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>