<span style="color: #666600">"Then let them drown, Azeroth is the only planet I care about. But I think I'll keep the ship, I'll just... park it behind my continent or something."</span>She rubbed her chin for a moment and Order could practically hear the gears turning in her mate's mind.<span style="color: #666600">"Hey... Tyrande. How do you feel about Eversong Woods and all of Quel'thalas? If I were to... pick up Silvermoon and move it somewhere else, like onto a giant boat, there'd be a lot of land left over. Land that would need nature inclined care takers."</span>She opened an image of the globe and started to manipulate the land masses until Silvermoon was relocated onto Nalo's ship and shoved off near Pandaria and Quel'thalas was connected to Ashenvale to effectively double the size of the Night Elves' territory.<span style="color: #666600">"Maybe we could... Hmm, lot of possibilities here."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>