Maiev didn't know how Tyrande had won the favor of the Moon Goddess, or what made her the chief priestess of the Moon Goddess.
She lacks talent, isn't good-looking enough, and doesn't have a curvy figure.
Now, with an Emissary before her, Maiev saw hope in taking his place.
Robbie's expression hardened, and his Orcs disguise revealed an Evil look:
"Listen, although Broxigar is only a low-ranking Emissary with negligible power, he represents the great Moon Goddess. You must not slight him, otherwise it would be disrespectful to the Moon Goddess."
Maiev dared not disobey, and readily agreed.
Robbie put on a serious expression. "The Moon Goddess has given orders for Broxigar to remain in the Temple of the Moon. You must fulfill any of his requests. Since he's interested in the delicious Tyrande, let him eat his fill."
"This!"
Maiev looked troubled and asked tactfully, "But Tyrande is, after all, the High Priestess of the Moon."
Don't worry, it's not like we're going to kill her.
Robbie revealed a cruel expression and chuckled coldly:
"This is a test from the Moon Goddess. Every day, she has to cut off one-fifth of her own body weight to feed the great divine Emissary. This is a great honor, a selfless Consecration to the Moon Goddess. If she cannot even pass this test, she is not qualified to be the Priestess of the Moon. Of course, the Moon Goddess's radiance will heal her wounds."
Maiev was stunned for a moment after hearing this. This was tantamount to endless torture, even more cruel than killing Tyrande.
"Hehe, Maiev, I have high hopes for you. You are more qualified Tyrande to be the Chief Priestess of the Temple of the Moon."
Seeing Maiev's delighted expression, Robbie encouraged her, "Tyrande has made a contribution to the Moon Goddess, and the Moon Goddess will not treat her unfairly. This is just a simple test; she will gain even greater glory and may even become a noble Emissary."
Maiev was initially jealous, but then she was secretly delighted.
If Tyrande becomes the Emissary, then he himself will inevitably become the chief priestess of the Moon Goddess. Seeing Maiev's beaming expression, Robbie, to avoid any surprises, said with a devout expression:
"When the great Elune was walking the world, she saw the Red Dragon Queen Alexstrasza hunting a wild boar. The boar fled for its life and sought refuge under the Moon Goddess's wings. The Moon Goddess naturally understood the boar's desire to survive, so the merciful Moon Goddess said to the Red Dragon Queen: Please release this wild boar, Azeroth should be filled with peace."
The Red Dragon Queen replied with a wronged expression, "If I release this wild boar, it will live, but I will starve to death. How cruel would that be?" So the fair Moon Goddess said, "I am willing to exchange an equal weight of my own flesh for the wild boar's life."
"The Moon Goddess took out a Scales, placed the Scales boar on one side, and then began to cut flesh from her own body until the Scales was balanced. The Moon Goddess loves humanity with a merciful heart, and her glory shines upon us forever. That wild boar was the Demigod Agamaggan."
Maiev was completely baffled. She couldn't discern any Zen-like wisdom or philosophy in the words, but they seemed to make perfect sense, as if they couldn't have come from an ordinary person. Not daring to admit she didn't understand, she nodded as if she did.
"The Moon Goddess is truly great; we must learn from her kindness and fairness. Emissary teachings, Divine Moon Goddess, are correct. I am willing to obey Emissary command and help Tyrande pass the trials and attain the position of Emissary."
"Very good, Maiev. This is not only a test for Tyrande, but also a test for your abilities. If this succeeds, you will be the Chief Priestess of the Temple of the Moon." Robbie said with a ferocious expression.
Tyrande's nightmares were filled with Broxigar's hideous face, his gaping maw tearing at her flesh, leaving her nowhere to escape, terrifying her so much that she was covered in sweat.
Exhausted from her sleep, Tyrande awoke to find herself in the warm Temple of the Moon, where, bathed in the Moon Goddess's radiance, her injuries had fully healed, and her severed arm and eye had regrown.
Looking at her flawless skin in the mirror, Tyrande was glad she had made the right gamble. Being able to make the right choice at a crucial moment was Tyrande's greatest strength.
If Illidan were to kill the noble Emissary the gods, the consequences would be unimaginable. What kind of punishment would the enraged Moon Goddess unleash? Compared to the Moon Goddess's terrifying methods, what is this little physical pain?
However, being bitten is really unpleasant.
Tyrande decided to forget all of this, feeling an empty stomach that was growling loudly with hunger.
As the chief priestess, Tyrande pays great attention to her appearance. She must take a bath before eating, Chief Priestess of the Temple of the Moon cannot appear before people with a body odor.
After a relaxing hot bath and a sprinkling of rose juice, Tyrande, smelling sweet and fragrant, stepped out of the bathroom in her bathrobe and saw Maiev Shadowsong and a group of Moon Goddess Priestesses eyeing her menacingly.
"Maiev, what happened?" Tyrande asked in surprise, sensing that Maiev's gaze was abnormal; she was staring at the fleshiest part of her body.
"Lady Tyrande, congratulations! The Moon Goddess's oracle has decreed that, due to your outstanding contributions to the Temple of the Moon Goddess, you are promoted to the position of Moon Goddess's Emissary. However, before that, there is a small test."
Tyrande was initially bewildered. How could she have been unaware of such a significant matter? Then she realized that her injuries had been severe, and she had been asleep healing, thus missing the Moon Goddess's oracle.
That must be it; she believed Maiev wouldn't dare to falsely convey divine pronouncements.
What a dilemma! How should I face my former companions?
Is it aloof and superior, or Frost and awe-inspiring?
The identity of Emissary is of utmost nobility, and he must display sufficient majesty. I wonder how majesty Queen Azshara possesses; I hope to learn from her if I have the chance.
Tyrande was overjoyed and immediately became arrogant, feeling superior to everyone else. She thought even Queen Azshara was no longer a threat and didn't take the small test seriously at all.
"Come, sisters, let's help Lady Tyrande pass the test."
A group of Night Elf Priestess pounced, pinning Tyrande down. Then Maiev pulled out a sharp butcher's axe and grinned maliciously.
"The Moon Goddess's test is for you to feed the esteemed divine Emissary Saurfang with your own flesh and blood until Emissary tired of it. Don't worry, my axe is swift; just bear with it."
Tyrande was terrified upon hearing this. Although the Moon Goddess was known for her unpredictable temper, why would she put her through such a test? Tyrande sensed that something was clearly wrong.
But she dared not question the Moon Goddess, nor even pray to Moon Goddess. Doubting the Moon Goddess could very well cost her her position Emissary, which was perhaps the most crucial part of the test.
The most important aspect of faith is belief in God, which allows no doubt whatsoever. Tyrande understood this principle very well.
Maiev stuck out her tongue and licked the blade of the meat cleaver; her target was Tyrande's legs.
Tyrande's agonizing screams echoed through the Temple of the Moon.
Waking from another nightmare, Tyrande's legs had grown back. She stared blankly at the ceiling, lost in thought.
This test is abnormal, she earnestly warned herself, she can't continue like this, she must get out of this unfavorable situation.
It's a pity I can't pray to the Moon Goddess. Even if this is a lie, Maiev is falsely conveying divine messages, my doubts about the Moon Goddess are still unforgivable.
Tyrande quickly thought of a good helper: Illidan Stormrage.