It wouldn't take a mindreader to see that Singe wasn't convinced.<span style="color: red"> "I would hope this doesn't happen indoors, this is a very nice house and there's children here." </span>She looked over at Ibara briefly but watched Shauna leave and eventually let out a low sigh.<span style="color: red"> "I forgot how... heated mortals can get over things that seem so mundane to my kind. I was told Ras was here and asleep, when did he leave?" </span>After a moment she looked back to Ibara and nodded once.<span style="color: red"> "I am called Singescale by those not intimately familiar with me. It is nice to meet you, Ibara. Shauna told me much of your city but not much of you, I wasn't expecting a halfbreed to be the leader of a once Elven city."</span><br/><br/>Ras headed towards Tyrande's office but the priest's disrespect towards Sarevess made him turn around and break his nose with a solid punch. He lifted the priest by his robes and glared into his eyes. "Disrespect me all you want, but disrespect my family and bad things happen." He pulled the priest into the shadows of his robes where he was then banished into Ras' realm, surrounded by the spirits of angry Trolls. With the priest gone he turned back to Sarevess. "I'll let him out before I leave." He pat her head softly then walked into Tyrande's office. After shutting the door behind him he took a seat and pulled a folder from his robes and offered it to her. "I'll keep this quick. You hate me and I'm in a really, really bad mood. Simply put, I want to build a temple outside of the city walls. A simple stone building with no markings or design for any one god or religion, a neutral place of worship. You could move Nyaka and her family out there, and it wouldn't take too much effort to build an underwater channel for Sarevess to travel from there and the temple quickly. I'm willing to foot the bill completely, all I ask for is your permission."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>