"If you so wish."  Silven said with a nod before summoning his undead Saberfang to him; which stretched out it's body in a long motion as if it were yawning then allowed Silven to mount him.  Silven turned around to the pair and nodded.  "Please hop on whatever mounts you possess and we'll begin our tour of Shattrath.  On foot it could take a while and I'm sure we're all a bit foot swore here."  The priest said calmly before moving his mount foward toward the upper levels of the city.<br/><br/>"Alright what you see all around you is the lower city.  The slums or the ghetto whatever you wish to call it.  All the undesirables are sent down here, but a few gems shine in this trash heap.  The World's end tavern for example serves the best alcohol in outland along with the mercanary master who resides nearby it.  Aside from that vendors of all sorts can be found down there, though the vindicators do little to protect them."  Silven moved along and moved up to the upper platform where the rest of the Shattrath city was located.