The selected people nodded and moved to join the Dwarf over at the frame Britomart had built to begin construction.<span style="color: DarkRed">"We'll get it dealt with, hopefully 'fer they start droppin' like flies from exhaustion." </span>The priestess looked up at Britomart and shook her head then with some effort pulled Jim up and started to pull him into the inn. "And so what are we going to do? The chefs left, we have food but nobody who can cook for all of us. We're all tired, injured, some of us can't even get out bed without help and that Draenei is the only healer left. We're doomed..."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>