Lyricalla heard the Dwarf come up behind her and shook her head softly. "No, no, Lady Dwarf, that's not what I meant at all. Your race has been allied with us for so long that we are like kindred spirits. However, the Night Elves and the Draenei are still rather new to the Alliance, even after all the battles we've been in, compared to the alliance between Human, Dwarf, and Gnome. And I ashamed to admit I am still finding it within myself to accept them, especially the Night Elves and their deity that differs from ours, Elune. The Archbishop has proclaimed it to be nothing less then heresy and sacreligious, but King Wyrnn says to let them believe as they wish, so long as they aid us in our war." She would speak further, but is cut off by the Draenei announcing her presence and asking the question that reminded the Priest why they were there in the first place. "Ahhhh, yes. The Defilers wish to take this place, but naturally we want the kingdom of Arathor back... and it looks like the Horde has moved." She notices the Blacksmith, the Horde flag being raised above it. "Let's move, but be cautious. We don't know what they have in store for us."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>