<span style="color: #b30000">"oh there is adifference between passing out from exhaustion of one form or another and going to sleep properly, you know that. but yeah she did sneak out a couple times and return in the morning. sweet dreams my dear."</span><br/><br/>Tyrande looked up from a scroll that seemed to have no end from the way it trailed around the room and shook her head.<span style="color: #5900b3">"why should i help the Humans? with everything that Eldryn gave us what possible need could we have for them? the Orcs have been removed from our lands, the Goblins sent back to their islands and deserts, the Trolls and Tauren have promised us peace... and i can tell Wrynn to go fuck himself. did you forget that Eldryn refilled our coffers? purified all our lands? fertilized the Desolace? my government is stabalizing by the day, my people are spreading back into lands that are rightfully our's... and best of all, i gave Elune all the credit, once again our creator is given the love she deserves. which is alot easier then dealing with the fact that she has relatives."</span>she sighed softly and the scroll rolled itself up.<span style="color: #5900b3">"in the mean time i have claimed key mining sites, large tracts of land for both farming and lumber harvesting for governmental use and many natural barriers are fortifying our lands, allowing us to more easily monitor and control access to our lands."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>