<span style="color: #5900b3">"Oh, well that's unfortunate. Hopefully it'll be completely gone soon, I'd like to have Miriam and Nail around again, I liked Miriam. And Nail was always polite enough." </span>The children were all too happy to dig in and Belith predictably tried to get the others' food, but as soon as she got close to the Red she was pinned down and got a face full of smoke until she whimpered and scurried away. When Ashia returned Chiren was now sitting on the counter in an adorable white and yellow jacket with a little hood pulled over her head. The hood had two reinforced holes to let her tiny horns poke through and the hatchling was chirping and hissing in absolute delight. In addition to being dressed, she was freshly washed and smelled faintly of flowers and salt water.<span style="color: #9999ff">"Chi-chi comfy. Hi Momma Momma." </span><br/><br/>Ras raised an eyebrow and nodded. "I see, I guess you had an unpleasant run-in with Nalo then. Technically Silvermoon owns it. They've claimed everything North of Lordaeron, but Ibara has been unofficially relieved of her duties as leader of Silvermoon and Animus now owns the city whether people realize it or not. I eventually plan on working with Animus to own all of the Ghostlands. I'd like to build a small village to house and assist the other Timelost." He nodded again and the bottle refilled itself for her. "I'll keep that in mind and use that to better improve my work in the future."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>