Ras shook his head a bit and sighed. "Britomart, if I didn't have Relene with me I'd just leave your ass here to freeze or kill you myself, family or not you've had too many chances. My father gave you and Jim a second chance at life and you threw it away by making sure everybody in Stormwind knew who you were and look where you ended up. Now I'm here wasting my time giving you yet another chance at life even though I know you're just going to throw it away by trying to kill your king." He shook his head with a disgusted sigh. Seeing Amere's choice of clothing instantly cleared his mood and he nudged her over with a foot. "Good to see you dear. The soldiers are all going to Stormwind, Britomart and Jim are going to anywhere you decide in Outland, then you can come with me to see what Draenei children look like."<br/><br/>The shopkeeper was sitting reclined at his desk wrapping his hand to tend to what looked like a serious wound. He glanced up as he heard the door open and smiled wide.<span style="color: DarkGreen"> "Hey! I was starting to wonder when you two would show up."</span>He hastily cut the wound-wrapping and tossed it under his desk then stood up.<span style="color: DarkGreen"> "Crib's been done for several hours now but I had no way of getting a hold of you. Come, come."</span>Kitori frowned as she spotted the man's hand bleeding through the linen but didn't say anything as they were lead back to the workshop where their crib stood in the center of the room almost exactly matching Ophidian's description.<span style="color: DarkGreen">"So what do you think?"</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>