"She's calmed down considerably, and she's out living in a small hut on the plains. Away from the city and free to be as wild as she wants." Ras shrugged a bit and offered Sharindia another bite. "I'm sure it does but there's nothing you can do about it. All religions falter in times like this, people pray for protection all their life, go out to war, and either or come back horribly maimed. What good has all the prayer done for them then? I understand we can't protect every single person to prays to us, it's all of them or nobody. You still have a whole city of people who love you to varying degrees, I wouldn't get upset over a few soldiers that Tyrande sent off to die."<br/><br/>Vyre looked the letter over then tore it up and tossed the remains to the side.<span style="color: purple">"Probably. And for the record it's me that's in trouble, not you. You're my pet and nobody here knows you to be upset with you. Let's not keep her waiting, we'll go shopping and get our drinks when we're done. Her office is just down the street."</span>She stepped to the side and took Ana's hand then lead her to Valeen's office.<span style="color: purple">"Valeen, my old friend, to what do I owe the honor of having THREE guards sent to deliver a letter?"</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>