Order laughed bitterly and shook her head.<span style="color: #ffff00"> "hardly, i just believe in taking chances. honestly, with what you did to Britomart i am not in a hurry to set you loose on the world. work with your family, i monitor them anyway so if you screw up again i will be able to come to your aid quickly and if you do alright we can talk about setting you up with my, for lack of a better word, prayer network and you can help me help me with the rest of the world."</span><br/><br/>Order raised one brow and scanned the woman's mood and pheromones.<span style="color: #ffff00"> "i see, well, maybe i will have to find a Draenei to play with then." </span>she laughed softly and shook her head.<span style="color: #ffff00">"if you really run out of questions then i will consider our work complete. oh, they will read it because every day they ignore it i will take all the people out of one of the towers and reduce it to dust. i tried being nice with them and they acted like scared children, not the foremost scholars of the world... though maybe i should have spoken to the explorers league." </span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>