The'kal bit her lip and nodded slowly.<span style="color: olive">"We'll make it work." </span>She gave Ashia's hand a squeeze and leaned against her as they walked.<span style="color: olive">"Our home is on a small island to the North, on this land you're as powerful as I am so just like me you can create anything you can imagine. You'll be able to design and build our house as you like."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: brown">"And what about The'kal? Is she too not poisoned by our war? I know her name but I'm not familiar with the Loa."</span>"She be one of the more eh... unloved Zandalari goddess. Dat she be more powerful den anythin' else." He shook his head and looked to Baine. "We know her as de protector o' children an' mothers. But she also be known to help anyone dat seeks her. Her... lack of loyalty to her more violent worshipers earned her much ire. She ain't be one of my gods, but I know she be one of the few good people on dis world. Give us de land we need and I'll see to it dat all who live on it are taken care of. But you mus' understand, with resources and safety comes increased populations. Eventually dere won't be enough space, an' you can only expand our lands so much." The General remained silent and folded his arms. Velen gave Eldryn a dismissive wave and returned to his seat.<span style="color: blue">"There's nothing more to say to you, child."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>