Nalo frowned then glared towards the priestess' overlook for a moment.<span style="color: #ff0000">"That... might be a while. Two hulls are complete, but a certain High Priestess has wrested the shipyards from my hands and put the project on an indefinite pause. She could buy new ships from the humans, between me the royal accountant we've nearly doubled the net worth of this city. I think she's trying to trap me here, she knows I'm too valuable to let leave. First Ibara tries to claim me as property now Tyrande is trying to trap me."</span>She shook her head to clear the frustration then pushed a thick folder into the hands of a passing priestess.<span style="color: #ff0000">"Take that to Tyrande. Well look at that, my schedule just cleared up. Now then, I think we should get out the temple before you make Elune herself come down and smite our... your wicked self."</span><br/><br/>Ras smiled and teleported them to Silvermoon. "I told her I was taking out to look at some blacksmithing supplies in Stormwind. I have a new Draenic girlfriend and I wanted advice on how to properly care for her hooves. The temple is... holy shit this city is falling apart." He took Sellendra by the hand and quickly lead her to the Temple and inside. "We're here to speak with Ibara in regards to her child."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>