Tyrande glared at Crimzon before walking over to her desk and picked up a letter and threw it at her.<span style="color: purple">"that is from Orgrimmar, its an offer for prisoner exchange! two Night Elves for every 'loyal Orc' youve just sentanced Elune knows how many of MY people to death. so i repeat, get out of my sight until i call for you, go think on what youve done. neither you nor Nalo have the right to make broad choices without consulting me because you dont have all the information i do." </span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>