<span style="color: #0000ff">“As long as I have your permission I’m happy. I tried asking him before but he said to ask you first. Or maybe he meant Vyre… he just said to ask my mother and I think that means you. Oh, we should invite him over for dinner. I would like to eat with my whole family and the hatchlings. I think it would be fun.”</span><br/><br/>Animus stared at for a moment and she would know she completely blindsided it with her concern.<span style="color: #ff0000">“My initial response is to wonder if that would even stop you, but I won’t go there. We’ll figure that out later, even if you don’t want to make a biological donation there’s plenty of other women to preserve your race who can be bought.” </span>The Animus smiled and shook her head.<span style="color: #ff0000"> “Leave the logistics of a forming a government or tearing one down to me. I’ve been practicing making new avatars that don’t look like Draenei and I’ve had remarkable success. Infiltrating and manipulating those people will be simple, especially with how isolated they are from any other major power.” </span>Animus and Nalo both rubbed their face in the exact same manner and let out the same sigh.<span style="color: #ff0000">“Maybe I used too many big words or spoke too fast. We are going to take out a loan from Darnassus. A loan means we are going to take money from them on the promise that we will pay them back with interest. Interest, in this case, means that when we give them back the money we borrowed we will also pay them an additional amount for the act of loaning us the money. Think of Nalo as a prisoner of war if it helps your guilty conscience.” </span>She produced a contract and handed it Jasmine to read over. The document listed a thirty three billion gold loan paid out over the course of three hundred years and the promise that Silvermoon would repay just under fifty billion. The rest of it was broken down into near impossible to decipher calculations of how each payment would be handled.<span style="color: #ff0000"> “There’s your fair and balanced deal for both nations. We get supplemental income so I can get this city back in the red and they will receive my knowledge and support in modernizing their navy and medical sciences. And considerably more gold than they invested.” </span><span style="color: #b30000">“I don’t think she realizes how deep Ibara ran this city into debt.”</span><span style="color: #ff0000">“Be silent. I seem to recall you destroying two treasuries, burning bridges with every investor on the continent, and that stunt you pulled in Deepholme.”</span><span style="color: #b30000"> “They don’t know about that last one. And they don’t need to know either. But I get your point." </span><span style="color: #ff0000">"As previously mentioned, political theater is fine. We can act like this meeting never happened and you can go play the part of my assistant and schedule a meeting with Nalo."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>