The Blood Elf frowned a bit and nodded.<span style="color: DarkGreen"> "That's a shame, we could always use more men working here, it's surprisingly hard to find a guy that wants to actually work here." </span>She leaned against the desk and sighed a bit.<span style="color: DarkGreen">"You put me in an awkward spot, on one hand you're Bayne's mate, a woman who has gone out of her way trying to get this place shut down, on the other you're good friends with Creeper who, without her, all these women would be unemployed. For about how long would you need one? I might have a Draenei available... she's new and fairly inexperienced, but eager to learn and could use the experience of living with three succubi."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: DarkSlateGray">"When she shows up at my house crying her eyes out twice it becomes my business, when I have to carry her back here because she's too drunk to even remember her own name, it's my business. You are the problem in your relationship and I'm willing to help you two sort it out, but if you're just going to sit there and refuse to talk to anyone but the woman is scared of you nothing will ever get solved, she'll stay miserable, and you'll remain blissfully ignorant of your own mate's problems. Not that I'd expect much more from a Death Knight." </span>He shook his head with a smirk.<span style="color: DarkSlateGray">"You're not above the law, she's threatened to kill you, and she keeps coming back to my house when I don't want her to. Threats and harassment, so yes, I can and will have her arrested if I need to. Your threats don't scare me Troll, you're no stronger than the dozen of your kind I've cut down since the slaughter of my family in New Avalon."</span>He shook his head and laughed in disbelief as he stood up.<span style="color: DarkSlateGray">"Amazing, I never thought I'd find someone more heartless than some of the Scarlet Torturers. You know what? I don't even see a reason to bother, there's Death Knights to dismember, you can keep your little warlock and your issues. I hope she kills you, it'll save me some time later down the line."</span>He grabbed his sword and kicked open the door then made his way out of the house.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>