<span style="color: darkred">"Tyrande would have no more to do with me, until it's convenient for her. Nalo finds me useful and hasn't been forced to tolerate me. And I trust her, her lack of emotions makes her... calming, and easy to understand." </span>Nalo laughed softly and shook her head.<span style="color: red">"I have emotions, but this is business and emotions have no place here. I'm not leaving the city though, I have no friends, family, or home. I'll find my own way here and I'll remember how friendly you were to me when it's time to take a hard look at the temple and how it handles the city's finances. No, these were a gift to me to help the city but I'm done owing things to people. I am my own person, and this bag is my future. If you would like to object Crimzon has some beautiful blades here that could use a new sharpening stone. Anyways, I thought I could count on you but I was wrong. So I'll be leaving, enjoy trying to keep your sinking ship afloat, maybe by time I've got a stable business set up I'll be able to fish up the remains for you."</span>With a wave she left the room and made her way out of the temple in silence while Crimzon hesitated behind.<span style="color: darkred">"I don't want to leave Tyrande's side, I allowed the execution of several hundred prisoners because it made sense to. She- Nalo told me about the city's money problems, the little I understood made sense, killing prisoners who had been there for over ten years and were sentenced to life. People who would never get out, but cost the city countless amounts of gold. I think I've done more harm than good by trying to help. Maybe I should leave the city, I've numerous offers from other, independent agencies..."</span>With a sigh that sounded more like a growl she turned and headed for the door."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>