<span style="color: olive">"The power is limited to this land only, obviously I won't let you actually blow the world up, but it'll let you make caves, buildings, fun things to bend me and my succubus over. Nothing extreme."</span>She smiled a bit and kissed Ashia's cheek.<span style="color: olive">"I'm going to get rid of my shop in Silvermoon and cut all ties with the rest of the world. It'll just be me and my succubus here, living in exile from the rest of the world. You'll be free to come and go as you please, of course, maybe you'll make a friend or two with the locals here."<br/>
</span><br/><span style="color: brown">"And we've never known of her power? Someone supposedly as powerful as you claim would have surely been more noticeable early on."</span>He looked to Vol'jin who only shrugged. "She was a Zandalari, ain't my thing. Your knowledge of mortals be even more limited than you seen ta think if 'jus' controllin' ourselves will work. 'Tween people wantin' families and our females goin' into heat nature gonna take its course. Aside from maybe de Night Elves and Draenei, it gonna be a problem no matter de race. Thrall be a good friend o' mine, but he ain't to speak for the Horde, or the Orcs. My people be fine for the time being, but if we're going to take in the Naga and murlocs we'll need much more space, and much richer waters to fish from." He pulled a blade from his tunic and carved out a rough sketch of his islands on the table, then added in two more sets giving it a rough 'U' shape. "Land for de Naga, and den land for de murlocs, spaced out so we don't step on nobody's toes. A bigger landmass nearby for farms be good too. We can share Durotar wit de Orcs, but my people will want to be self-sufficient. Naga and Murloc work de sea bed for us, we maintain de land."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>