Jim looked up at Order and held out the pieces of tail jewelry. "These used to belong to a woman who tried to save my life. She was... not a priestess, but forced to fill that role. She was murdered by our government. When we escaped from Northrend she was sent back to Stormwind and executed. I owe her my life and her children are somewhere without a mother. I doubt there's anything you can or will do, but I'm alive because of her and her hard work. And all she got for her efforts and her misery was a visit to the firing squad. I wouldn't ask you to bring her back, but can you find her remains and bring them to me? I want to see she gets a proper burial. They were probably tossed into a mass grave near Stormwind. By now... there may actually not be anything left of her." He looked down at the rings and sighed. "Sent to a frozen wasteland with the intention of being a sacrifice, little more than a distraction. And those who survived were executed for deserting... Why is that okay? Why are our lives just so expendable? They were going to kill us if we didn't go, and then kill us if we survived. And we weren't even criminals, she was, but just to feed her children. And our government decided that we were to die... just because? Our forces never even made it to Icecrown Glacier."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>