Shandris Feathermoon calls Naralex by his last name.
The two Kaldorei met in front of Hisari's tent, which was guarded by several female sentinels.
This is a forest in the northeast corner of Modrasin's camp. Due to the leakage of the energy of the Emerald Dream, these trees are very tall, far more prosperous and green than several other man-made oases.
Tonatiu knew the habits of the Kaldorei and arranged their camp in Modrasin here.
"Your Excellency Yuyue."
Elune's light shines through the gaps between the trees and onto the ground, illuminating the forest with shadows.
It was hard for Shandris Yuyue to imagine that a few hundred meters away from here was a deserted desert.
This kind of green forestland was originally only found in places such as Ashenvale, Dark Coast, Mount Hyjal, or Feralas.
When she heard Naralex, a highly respected figure among druids, calling her name, she listened carefully to the voice of the old druid.
He said, "I know what you are thinking. But I don't think the matter is that complicated. It was His Majesty, and he saved me."
Shandris Feathermoon looked at the old druid, her eyes were ethereal and noble, just like Elune in the canopy of the tree.
"You may not be wrong." She said, her voice as ethereal as her eyes, "He may be a demigod. This time, I followed the orders of Lady Whisperwind and Lord Staghelm and came here to explore the strange movements of the insects.
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"I didn't expect to meet such a troll. It is possible that the anger of Elune that we sensed earlier came from this majesty."
Elune's Wrath is the kaldorei's name for the disciplinary power of the moon god.
Luna railgun.
Stars fall.
There are other similar spells, all called Elune's Wrath.
"Even Elune helped him."
Naralex said: "I think that your majesty will not be a chaotic tyrant. After ten thousand years, we should be grateful that another kind-hearted demigod was born."
"It's too early to discuss this, Your Excellency," Shandris Feathermoon said.
"I believe in my feelings. Just like I believed in Lord Malfurion's call to meet His Majesty Cenarius thousands of years ago." Naralex said calmly but firmly.
Shandris Feathermoon was silent for a while.
She stretched out her violet-skinned, jade-like slender left hand to catch the ray of Elune's light cast from the gap in the forest.
The moonlight shines on her hands, as ethereal as her voice:
"You are a respected Druid. I respect your opinion, and I personally have reservations. But I came with good intentions this time. There were signs of C'Thun's seal being loosened ten years ago. Those
The activities of the ancient god’s believers have verified this.”
"The Sisters of Elune and the Cenarion Circle will set their sights on this land again."
"Tanaris is an important passage to Silithus. No matter who your majesty is, we will maintain friendly relations with him."
"As long as they don't side with the bugs."
Listen to what she says.
Naralex couldn't feel her clarity, and the old druid only felt that her current mood was very peaceful.
Just like Lady Whisperwind.
Sure enough, the sisters who have been favored by Elune are all as noble as Elune?
Think about it this way.
Naralex began to think.
He was well aware of the status of this heroic Sentinel General in Kaldorei society.
If Fandral Staghelm is the second-in-command of the Cenarion Circle, he is still the leader of the Kaldorei in Malfurion's absence.
Then Shandris Feathermoon, the second favorite of the Moon Goddess, is the second in command of the Sisters of Elune.
Once Tyrande is gone, she will automatically become another leader of the Kaldorei.
In a sense, the Sentinel General in front of him is equal in status to His Excellency Fandral Staghelm.
As for being in Kaldorei, Naralex knew that in front of her, he was just a respected old man.
He knew that Shandris Feathermoon's attitude towards the trolls almost symbolized the attitude of the Kaldorei towards the trolls.
Naralex loves the trolls here.
He felt that the trolls here were nothing like the trolls in other places. The trolls here gave him the feeling of the Kaldorei from thousands of years ago.
He didn't want the Kaldorei to be hostile to the trolls here, so he tried to make Shandris Feathermoon have a good impression of the trolls here.
Otherwise, given his character, he would never have had so many discussions with the sentry general.
"In the history of the upper elves, there were records of bloody battles between trolls and bugs. I think"
Naralex said.
"The trolls will never stand with the bugs."
"hope so."
Shandris Feathermoon responded.
Naralex had nothing to say.
"It's almost dawn."
After a while, he said to this peaceful and ethereal Kaldorei woman: "We should rest, there will be many things in the afternoon."
"Okay.elune-adore."
"elune-adore."
"..."
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Hisari had a dreamless night.
After experiencing being alone and facing an almost endless sea of alien insects.
Such high-quality sleep restored a lot of energy and spirit to her.
When I woke up the next day.
She felt that her nightmare-like experience yesterday had left almost no trace, either mentally or physically.
Something hurts somewhere.
This is strange.
The body can heal quickly with the help of nature and Elune, leaving no trace of scars.
But mentally, the mentor said that even if you just face the face of the ancient god, your spirit will be irreversibly polluted.
"At that time, I seemed to see what he looked like, that beast with many eyes. Why was it that at that time I was so panicked that I felt like the end was coming, but now that I think about it, I don't feel anything weird?"
This was somewhat different from what the instructor had said, which made Hisari feel confused.
She began to examine her body.
My physical condition is very good. Except for some pain in my chest, there is almost no discomfort in my whole body.
She couldn't help but take off her leather armor and look at the painful area.
"Three black marks...were they scratched with force? No wonder it hurts so much. What kind of insect's weapon looks like this? Why hasn't it been recovered like other places?"
Xisali couldn't understand, so she decided not to think about it.
Except for the slight pain in my chest, my body is in good health.
It means that there is not much natural energy left in her body that used to be abundant, and it is even less than after she spent a lot of it yesterday fighting desperately.
She only vaguely felt that the energy consumption was related to the curse on her body.
When she fell into a nightmare, her energy seemed to be dispersed by some force just like the nightmare.
Still can't figure out the reason.
The natural energy in the body will slowly recover as long as the mental strength is sufficient.
Xisali simply stopped thinking about it carefully. She stood up, tidied up a little, and got out of the tent.
There was a sentry guarding her outside the tent. Seeing her coming out, the female sentry smiled happily and said:
"My sister, I am so happy to see you like this."
"Thank you! Thank you, Ms. Feathermoon, and thank you Lord Naralex!" Before going to bed last night, Hisali had already learned of the arrival of the respected Shandris Feathermoon and the sentinels.
"Sisters, this is what we should do." The sentry girl named Kara said with a smile.
"I should go visit Lord Naralex and Ms. Yuyue and report what I saw yesterday." Hisari said.
"They are over there."
The Kara sentry had a strange expression and pointed in one direction, "Talk to the troll chief there."
"Tonatiu? That is a demigod, not an ordinary troll chief." Hisari said to her compatriots seriously.
Kara's expression became even weirder. She looked at Hisari's chest, looking like she was hesitant to speak.
Hisari looked at her strangely, and then thanked her: "Anyway, thank you for your guidance. I'll go there."
In the end, Kara didn't say what she wanted to say, and said against her will: "Okay, actually it's nothing. You can go ahead."
"ishnu-alah." said Hisali.
"Shahalor'ma." Kara responded.
Leaving the sentinels and the Kaldorei tent camp in the forest, Hisari met several other sentinels of the same race along the way. She greeted them politely and thanked them.
They also responded happily.
I am happy for my little sister's recovery and wish her well.
After overthrowing the rule of the high elves thousands of years ago, the Kaldorei, under the example of Malfurion and other senior officials, have basically achieved equality for everyone in the clan.
In addition to loving to sleep, if he is not strongly restricted and outwitted by Blizzard's father.
As the pioneer race of Azeroth, in terms of wisdom, morality, and strength, the Kaldorei should be the protagonists of the world without Tonatiu in Azeroth.
Rather than the humans and orcs of the future.
Hisari moved forward.
When passing by, she met some trolls, and they all said hello to her.
It is true that Naralex is a very powerful druid instructor, but she, Hisari, also teaches several apprentices.
One of her most outstanding apprentices can already cast the transformation spell of the Druid of the Raptor.
That apprentice can maintain the form of a bat within half an hour. A bat can also be considered a bird of prey, right?
This gives Hisari a good status among the trolls here.
It was much better than when she was treated as a greedy bird and chased around in Zutona.
At least you can eat all you want mushrooms.
When she walked to the center of Modrasin's camp, where the pond should be, Hisari saw several figures she wanted to see.
"There," she thought.
She walked over quickly.
At this time, next to the tall troll, the voice of Naralex, whom Xisari respected very much, was so shocked that his voice changed slightly:
"Elune, please! Malorne, Cenarius, and Ysera! What do I see? This, this, this is the Well of Eternity??!!!"
