<span style="color: #666600">"I won't... Listen, I trust you. I do. It's your ruler I don't trust, and even if you don't kill me you can still cripple me so her peons can."</span>She looked skyward for a moment then back to Order.<span style="color: #666600"> "I want you to repair and claim Outland in my name. Give me that planet, what's left of it, and give me the mortals who live there. Do that and you'll have my trust."</span><br/><br/>The Elf seemed to be fading in and out of the shadows as she stood beside the warlock who approached Ashia and looked her over curiously.<span style="color: #a64dff">"Far more impressive when it's not laid out on a bed. My name is Melanie and you work for me." </span>Ashia would caught the Elf roll her one eye but remain silent.<span style="color: #a64dff">"Remember Roderick? You butchered him and hung him from one of the statues in Stormwind. Then your pets blew up my home after slaughtering my guild members." </span>The gleam of a blade would catch Ashia's eyes but when Melanie drew it she used the blade to pick her nails.<span style="color: #a64dff">"You started a job I couldn't do for political reasons. Now I ask that you finish the job. And before you get excited, I don't mean kill me. Before I continue, are you interested? There's sex and money involved. Not with me, I have standards and... certain issues. A lot of money, you dragons like hoarding gold, don't you?"</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>