"It's an Alliance city but they're sneaky, trust me, you won't know they're there until they want you to. Don't you worry though, their gold is the same as mine and as you can clearly see it's every bit as real as the stuff the Alliance flick around." He flicked a coin across the room and let it roll out of the door. "They'll teleport in, pay you, and teleport out. No drama, no insults. They'll give you a bag of gold, you'll give them a receipt and send the walls over to the Dwarves. They're not members of the Horde any more than we're members of the Alliance. Cutting your ties with petty factions lets you... enjoy the good sides of all forms of craftsmen. And Troll women." He flashed the Gnome a grin then nodded to Sharindia. "Ready to go home?"<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>