According to Warcraft lore, Anveena is the name of the Sunwell's avatar.
But before Robbie stood a real Blood Elf girl, exceptionally beautiful and extraordinary—a High Elf without Mana Addiction, but definitely not some incarnation of the Sunwell.
This might be an opportunity, a hint, Robbie began to devise a plan to deceive everyone.
"It won't be easy to hide it; Medivh already knows about Anveena's existence."
Kel'Thuzad was very worried; the Lich showed an unusual expression of anxiety.
"The future of the High Elves cannot be ruined in our hands. We must find a way to prevent Medivh from succeeding. But Medivh will never give up. The Guardians come and go freely, their methods are unpredictable, and they are impossible to guard against."
"We need to develop a comprehensive plan." Robbie pondered for a moment, then asked, "Kel'Thuzad, can you use the power of the Sunwell to create a living being?"
"It's impossible to create life out of thin air using energy, but if it's possible by combining the power of the Undead and magic, I wonder what the point of doing that is?" Kel'Thuzad wondered.
"Use the power of the Sunwell to create a little girl who looks remarkably like Anveena. We'll say she's an incarnation of the Sunwell, then secretly send her away to be raised by someone else, to distract Medivh," Robbie suggested. "As for the real Anveena, just hide her away."
"The embodiment of the Sunwell sounds incredible, but the more absurd the idea, the more it piques Medivh's curiosity and complicates the whole matter. This method is feasible."
Kel'Thuzad agreed to Robbie's plan, then added after a moment's thought:
"Since we're going to do it, let's make it a mix of truth and falsehood, a complex web of clues, a mystery. I know that the Red Dragon Krasus has an identity—a mage named Borel. Krasus often uses his shapeshifting abilities to infiltrate other races. Let's create the avatar of the Sunwell under Borel's name. When Medivh asks about it later, he'll inevitably be exposed. He'll suspect something's amiss and fall into our trap."
As expected of Kel'Thuzad, he can rattle off this intricate scheme of strategy without hesitation.
Robbie recalled that the future Aspect of the Blue Kalecgos approached Anveena, which undoubtedly must have been at Medivh's behest. He immediately offered his advice:
"A mix of reality and illusion, the little girl's appearance must be human. After all, it's difficult to find areas inhabited by High Elves these days. Medivh will definitely think we're playing a trick on him, thus piquing his interest."
They discussed some details and finalized a plan to cover up the real Anveena, the incarnation of the Sunwell. In the end, only one problem remained: where should they hide Anveena?
After careful consideration, Arthas proposed:
"We can use some magic to disguise her and make her look like a human girl. Of course, it would be too abrupt for the Scourge to have a human girl appear. We must send her to a secret place to be raised."
"The best place would be Kingdom of Stormwind, with its large population and dense inhabitants," Robbie suggested. "The best way to hide a leaf is to hide it in the forest."
Kel'Thuzad nodded, but a problem remained.
"There are many such spells, and they're not difficult to learn. However, there's a problem: High Elves are different from humans; High Elf growth period is much longer. She needs to constantly change her appearance to deceive those around her. We need a perfect magical template, ideally one that reflects the physical changes of a real human woman throughout her growth cycle."
All magic requires data, such as what form to take, height, body type, and so on. Suppose Anveena needs to adjust her appearance and body shape every three months, she must have sufficient data models as a basis.
Robbie, Arthas, Kel'Thuzad have little experience in this area.
"Perhaps we could go to Prince Kael'thas. He has many female confidantes and has even attended their funerals. The Elven Prince might have some unexpected treasures," Robbie suggested.
Kel'Thuzad used a magical puzzle as an excuse to seek Kael'thas's help. The Elven Prince did not disappoint; he produced a Magic Crystal and showed it off to the three of them as part of his collection.
The Magic Crystal recorded the projection of a noble girl, and not just one, but a complete set.
From age nine to her thirties, hundreds of projections clearly record the girl's growth experience over more than a decade, from her teenage years to marriage.
Both Arthas and Robbie looked surprised.
This girl looks exactly like Jaina, they're practically identical. Is it just a coincidence?
The sentimental Kael'thas reminisced fondly, saying, "This is one of my few failed romantic experiences. She was only nine years old when we first met at a family gathering. I was immediately captivated by her. Don't look at me like that. I'm not a beast. I've been waiting for her to grow up."
"When she grew into a young woman, she actually rejected me. She said I was a good person, which was unbelievable. I never gave up, and continued for over a decade, watching her marry and have children. I tried everything, but I still couldn't win her heart. I could only secretly record her growth with Magic Crystal for some consolation. Her name was Katherine, now Mrs. Proudmoore. Yes, she is Jaina's mother."
"You beast!"
Robbie and Arthas together expressed their contempt for the Elven Prince.
"Hey, don't look at me like that. I'm not pursuing Katherine's daughter because I can't win her over. I truly love them both, believe me," Kael'thas argued.
"You're worse than an animal!"
Robbie and Arthas once again expressed their disdain for the Elven Prince.
With this Magic Crystal, everything is ready, and we can begin.
Arthas pondered for a moment and said:
"I have a friend in Stormwind City. He was originally a nobleman from Lordaeron, a very reliable man. Nobody knows about our relationship. He is Earl Flintley, who used to supply warhorses to the Order of the Silver Hand. Anveena can be entrusted to his care."
Earl Flintley, isn't that the noble family that was Legendary killed by Stalvan?
It seems history is indeed full of coincidences.
A massive ghost ship sailed into the waters near Silvermoon City.
The power from the underworld shrouded the surrounding sea in shadow. Tall Vrykul warriors, their armor covered in seaweed, piloted ghost ships toward Silvermoon City.
Medivh landed on the deck of the ghost ship. The aura of the underworld was incompatible with the living, making him feel extremely uncomfortable. In this mysterious realm, his strength was greatly reduced.
At the top of the ghost ship, a beautiful and elegant woman gazed quietly at the sea. She was dressed in gorgeous clothes, with fair and delicate skin, and long Dark Green hair that fluttered in the wind.
"Medivh, you know what will happen if your gift doesn't satisfy me."
Medivh bowed slightly and said, "The Restless Souls of the dead in Silvermoon City will surely satisfy you, Helya, and you will gain the friendship of the Guardians. I will be a useful helper in your battle against Odyn."