Order watched Lonnie go and shook her head.<span style="color: #ffff00">"what work would that be? they don't trust your words, they don't trust your motives and they don't trust your powers so what do you think you can accomplish?"</span>she looked at Trinity and shook her head.<span style="color: #ffff00">"they went from wanting to know about us to searching for a means of defending themselves from you. neither one of us possess the social skills to climb out of a hole that deep."</span>she scoffed and shook her head.<span style="color: #ffff00">"my suffering will never end... i used to believe that if by some miracle the Counsel were overthrown i would be free and the pain would end but all i found were new flavors of misery."</span><br/><br/>this late in the evening Lonnie would find Salterria at home in her lavish mansion, a Draenei standing guard outside the door of her home and two Dwarves patrolling the fenced off grounds for added security. when Lonnie approached the gate the Draenei walked over to speak to him through the bars. "can i help you sir?"<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>