"Pandaria, we've been salvaging things from the conflicts, cleanin the place up in a way, cant ave the natives getting cross about knives in their fishing nets" he laughs and slaps his knee, he draws a very shiney ornate coin from his wrist, flipping it to the woman"Found a few hundred of these, the pandaren say they are sacred relics of their past and paid me a hefty sum to return them, i of corse was allowed the one as a keepsake." he chuckles as he allows her to look the coin over, taking another drink"And the little skirmish with some Pirates always livens up the blood, i live another day and wll celebrate life, why shouldnt my new friends here do so as well?" he grins a toothy smile, biteing his thumb in thought as he looks around the bar.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>