Frank looked at Emily and then shook his head and cooed to Chiren.<span style="color: #4dffa6">"your mother is just making up words now, ain't she silly? i do want to learn about the world but people... well, that is a whole other matter."</span><br/><br/>Elar shook his head and sighed sadly while Shandris slowly smirked.<span style="color: #0059b3">"oh really? i have two thousand old guard Sentinels on vacation in this city, you have just over twelve hundred girls who haven't earned their glaives yet. i have the love of the people while you have a Grimtotem Tauren in their midst. i know where my mother is, you don't have a goddamned clue where to find her. i have Elune's guilty conscience while you have a whole lot of money that you can't spent if i cut off the mail service and blockade the roads. i can speak to the populace while you can't get through a conversation with one person without insulting them any not realizing you did it. if this becomes a war you will lose in less then five minutes. i didn't say the Tauren's name but i do know where she shops, where she rests to read, where she meditates, which civilians she has befriended, which animals she stops to pet on the road... so go on, threaten me again, 'questioning' the last Grimtotem could take twenty or thirty years, her whole fertility and it would be a shame if her clan ended with her."</span>for the first time since she hired him Elar touched Nalo, grabbing her arm to pull her back. "stop. say nothing. for Morah's sake please don't say another word."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>