Ibara laughed and shook her head. "<span style="color: #b35900">oh, we understand, we just don't think about it because if we did we wouldn't get anything done... our civilizations would fall as people either focused on the inevitability of death, killed themselves or spent every moment utterly focused on pleasure."</span><br/><br/>Tyrande shook her head and shot the speaker in the head and turned to the next one.<span style="color: #5900b3">"Crimzon is a living person, in fact she is several people. oh, it might try to do just that but then Order will come and put a stop to this... or she will just send those two Justicars of hers."</span><span style="color: #ff0000"> "Anumus, by the power and authority of Order you are hereby ordered to return to Silvermoon territory, you have no authority to declare war on Darnassus or the Night Elven people."</span><span style="color: #ff4d4d">"threatening this temple is an act of war."</span>the two Elves each equipped with the customary items of power but the woman who spoke first was obviously much older then the man beside her.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>