Vincent frowned and slowly shook his head. "bizarre... i wasn't aware any Naga had survived Order, the Orcs certainly didn't." he was wrong of course, Order had simply moved the Orcs to their own lands away from everyone else to settle down and they were thriving. "when the Murlocs they stab you in the guts with a crude, pointy stick don't say i didn't warn you.<br/><br/>Jasmine nodded and smiled.<span style="color: #ff4d4d"> "if you want a farm talk to Animus about it, Silvermoon needs good farmers. we have vast swaths of rich, fertile soil just growing weeds. we will soon be joined by a young man who has invented revolutionary new farm equipment that would let you plow and harvest more land then twenty strapping Orcs. that equipment isn't ready yet but it will be within the year... it makes the plow horse obsolete but that doesn't mean you can't have one to ride around and take care of other things. if you prefer cattle to crops we have grazing lands aplenty." </span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>