Elune raised one brow and shook her head.<span style="color: #5900b3">"what does he have to do with any of this?"</span>she sighed angrily and looked at her.<span style="color: #5900b3"> "so your going to let her do what she wants? you think she can actually change them? i made the Elves to be perfect... long, long lives to teach them wisdom, more advanced brains so they would learn well, long limbs to give them strength, speed and grace. i wanted them to help the Trolls and others stop fighting. but you know what they did. they fought, conqured and then turned insular and xenophobic. i made Azshara to lead them out into the world and she tried to destroy it... why do you trust Order ro save them when we have both failed and endured so much pain over it?"</span><br/><br/>there was a sudden flash and sudden there were barrels of Dwarven, Goblin and Human ales as well as Elven wines and even more powerful whiskeys all about them and a note.<span style="color: #ff0000">"the hell?"</span>Britomart grabbed the note and then looked at Jim.<span style="color: #ff0000"> "its from Order, she says. 'i gave you the power to teleport wherever you want to go and take whomever you want with you. i need you to keep up your strength, if these will help then enjoy them but even i cant listen to every conversation in the world at once.' what does it mean she gave you power?"</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>