Sends a message to his Moogle:
Dear Moogle,
Since I am such a loving and kind master and let you sleep in that Noble's Bed all the time while I'm out getting spanked in the battlefield, I command you to do something for me. Begin to forge World Emigration applications for all the Jerries, Zoo--s, Tom--s and Redapple--s on the server. Do this for me, and you shall always have that Noble's Bed to sleep on. If you don't do this for me, that bed's getting sold for a down payment on a Vassago's Scythe and your *** can start sleeping on the workbench again, you worthless *******.
Sincerely,
Your Loving Master,
Xanoxonax
(Oh, if only it were that easy to get rid of them all...bwahahahah)