<span style="color: #5900b3">"I don't think succubi come from a place where jokes are as harmless as they are here. And with a mistress like Karrie I don't think humor is something she's ever truly been exposed to."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #0000b3">"Well that's a shame but not all too surprising. Oh, believe me, if I could kill Order I would have done so myself long ago. Unfortunately, as our kind ages our power never stops growing. Chaos is the only known being older than Order, unfortunately... chaos and order tend to cancel each other out no matter the creature controlling them. Well I think she was pretty, and I like the white hair. It's different from all the blacks and browns you mortals seem so fond of."</span>She stroked her hair affectionately and seemed to lose herself in it for a moment.<span style="color: #0000b3">"Well Sharindia, large of mouth and bearer of needlessly unimpressive titles, you may call me Snow the Informant."</span>Ras couldn't hide a soft chuckle even through his clear annoyance with Snow's presence.<span style="color: #0000b3">"And you think Creator would be safe here as things are? That Order's minions aren't itching for a chance to wipe all three of us from existence? Even the whelp... Scholar? She pokes around here from time to time. Her head is wanted because of the knowledge she's gained, you two should meet by the way, she's a coward of the highest magnitude and licked the figurative boots of The Council but she's good with books."</span>"You're a youngster, aren't you?"<span style="color: #0000b3">"Don't worry about me, I'm here because Order needs to die and I want to continue my work without risk of decapitation. Or worse, enslavement."</span>"And you were told no, now go pout like the child you are and let the adults talk."<span style="color: #0000b3">"We'll see how much talking you do in a few weeks..." </span>"Was that a threat?" Snow turned on Ras and sneered.<span style="color: #0000b3">"What if it wa-ah!" </span>The being vanished and was tossed across The'kal's living room. "My hatred for them grows more justified by the day."<br/><br/><span style="color: #666600">"Chaos! And... the Empress' mindless drone. What a coincidence, I was just leaving. Nice planet you have here, shame about the... plots to use Order to kill you and yours though."</span>The'kal rolled her eyes and rested her head on one hand.<span style="color: #666600"> "I already know Order intends to turn on me, I'm not as dumb or insane as you people seem to be convinced I am. What I didn't know was that Eldryn destroyed the Troll's spirit realm."</span><span style="color: #0000b3">"You were listening... which means that."</span>She looked at Order and scowled.<span style="color: #0000b3">"Well, it doesn't matter. The machine can't act without her owner's orders."</span><span style="color: #666600">"And her owner has no jurisdiction on this planet. Azeroth belongs to me, and you bought your tentative safety." </span><span style="color: #0000b3">"Tentative?"</span><span style="color: #666600">"I need to rebuild the spirit realm to save an entire race which means I'll be busy. Order here is going to keep tabs on you, if you act out of line I'll smear you from one side of the cosmos to the other. If you behave I'll forget that you made contact with my family and grant you refuge here."</span><span style="color: #0000b3">"I think I'd rather just die than have that follow and judge me." </span><span style="color: #666600">"Well that's not an option. I'm curious to see just how useful "Snow the Informant" can be to me."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>