"Oh, so Male is your chieftain!"
Leiluo wore an expression of sudden realization.
"So what's with the Draenei in your shop?!"
"Take it easy, Chieftain. Please hear me out. We're close to Shadowmoon Valley, and I don't know what's gotten into Great Shaman Ner'zhul lately, but he's gone straight to war against the Draenei. For some reason, the Great Shaman's forces are extraordinarily powerful. The Draenei can't hold them back at all. Our chieftain has secretly taken in many displaced Draenei, then sent us to bring them here."
"Our chieftain said that since the Pebble Chieftain is so interested in Draenei technology, he surely wouldn't mind taking these Draenei in."
The shopkeeper finished with a beaming smile at Leiluo.
"Ner'zhul attacked the Draenei? Why? I remember the original Orc-Draenei war lasting quite a while."
"How long has it been? They've already been beaten this badly? Something's wrong with Ner'zhul!"
"Lord Leiluo?! Lord Leiluo?!"
Just as Leiluo was beginning to piece things together, the shopkeeper interrupted him.
"Lord Leiluo, about this equipment?"
Seeing that Leiluo had turned his attention back to him, the shopkeeper hurriedly spoke up.
"Oh, this equipment!"
"What price are you asking?"
"My lord, if you'll help us Draenei, I'm willing to serve you and forge weapons for you!"
Just as the shopkeeper was about to name his price, Tonir suddenly dropped to his knees and spoke to Leiluo.
"Tonir! What are you doing? Remember who took you in!"
Seeing Tonir interfere with his business, the shopkeeper snapped angrily.
"Hugh Jack, I won't forget your kindness, but I also know the state of your clan. You can't help the Draenei!"
Tonir first explained himself to the shopkeeper, then turned to Leiluo.
"Lord Leiluo, I've been walking around your clan these past few days and noticed that you're farming.