"I had the accent for a while but I found living around no other Trolls made it difficult to communicate. It took some effort but I've mostly done away with it, but as you know it still comes up every now and then when I'm with my ladies. Orcs are a strange lot, some of them are the best people you'll ever meet, others are mindless savages." He shook his head and grinned. "Oh you are, but it's not as fun as making you tell me what you want. I want to hear your every request so I know what you like and don't. Speak your mind and ask for whatever you want."<br/><br/>Crimzon let out another sigh and shook her head.<span style="color: #b30000">"I'll... alright. You have more experience in these matters than I do so I'll trust your judgement. I'll tell the sentinels to be on alert for Nalo and have her brought in to speak with you if they see her before you do."</span>"Report from the coroners." Crimzon looked over the scroll then screw it at the sentinel who yelped and scurried out of the room.<span style="color: #b30000"> "Bodies turned to ash as soon as they were opened for examination. We have nothing for Silvermoon."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>