<span style="color: purple">"Mmm, Llara? That outdated abomination? Is she is such bad shape that she had to send a... Human in her stead? You have no way to return to your home, you have no idea where you even are, and you're going to tell us what you need. So disrespectful, but there's a fire in your eyes, you want to do what's right for someone you think noble. Tell us, what do you know about Llara? Do you know she's a war criminal? Her actions were deemed so heinous that when she stepped on a shrapnel mine neither the anchorites nor the exarchs would save her."</span>There was a quiet hum as a table materialized before the warrior with all the information she would need to repair and maintain Llara's system, a remote teleporter, and files detailing the Draenei's various crimes.<span style="color: purple">"If you ever wish to... upgrade yourself, you know where to find us."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>