Crimzon nearly pushed Morah out of the way as she entered the home.<span style="color: #b30000"> "I am here to speak with you and Nalo. Assuming she cooperates there won't be any trouble. If anyone resists there will be a considerable amount of trouble."</span>Morah could hear Nalo's groan of annoyance from the other room.<span style="color: #ff0000">"I'm in here. Make it quick." </span>As Crimzon headed into the other room she suddenly tripped and hit the ground with a heavy thud.<span style="color: #ff0000">"Careful, there's a floor there."</span>Once on her feet, the sentinel looked behind her then at her boots with a frown.<span style="color: #b30000"> "As you already know, Nalo, all of the Silvermoon observers have been slain. Throughout the day we've been receiving messages from other Night Elven settlements that more people, civilians, are being slaughtered in the same way."</span><span style="color: #ff0000">"And that way is?" </span><span style="color: #b30000">"Punct-"</span>She stopped and spun around with a growl, inspecting the area behind her.<span style="color: #b30000">"Puncture wounds through the heart. The bodies turn to dust shortly after. No witnesses even in broad daylight."</span><span style="color: #ff0000">"And I already spoke to Tyrande about this. I don't know anything about it."</span><span style="color: #b30000">"Tell me about your supposed 'shadow army'."</span><span style="color: #ff0000">"Oh, for the love of... Look, it's not a 'shadow army'. It's neither shadowy nor an army. It's a large, multi-continental, group of contractors who do various work for me and my businesses."</span><span style="color: #b30000">"And would any of your businesses be in the business of murdering innocents?"</span><span style="color: #ff0000">"The majority of my businesses went under when I was exiled from Silvermoon. That stupid cunt in charge assigned idiots like you to handle very important and delicate matters and everything went to shit!" </span>For the first time since meeting the Draenei, Morah would see her show anger for the first time and she showed it quite well as she stood up and got in Crimzon's face.<span style="color: #ff0000">"All I have now are my wife and my gold. And if you're trying to pin this on me I'll make sure you never feed again, that prison will be mine, your cattle will be mine, and you'll wither like the parasite you are. Now get out of my house before I carry you out. Piece by bloody piece."</span>Crimzon snarled in Nalo's face and looked to Morah.<span style="color: #b30000">"Consider this your one warning." </span>The sentinel would trip once more before leaving the house and Ras' laughter would start to echo from the shadows before he stepped into the light. "Well, I guess now would be a bad time to ask for some... medical advice?" He looked to Morah and waved with a smile.<span style="color: #ff0000">"Yes, Ras, now is not a good time. This house is also bugged and with those idiots from Silvermoon dead and their blood put on my hands I can't do anything about it."<br/>
</span><br/>It would take a few minutes for Nyaka to answer the door but when she did she was wearing nothing but an apron and an exhausted smile.<span style="color: #ff8000">"Hello, how can I help you? I just got my son down to rest so please try to keep it down."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>