Druids Without Virtue

On the Kalimdor Continent, Mount Hyjal, in the open ground outside the Nordrassil command post.

Boss Hu looked over the three Wild Demigods before him, then nodded.

"Aviana, Mother of the Winged Spirits, you fought well in the War of the Ancients and died bravely. The World of Azeroth will not forget your contributions. I heard from Cenarius that you wanted to live on the branches of Teldrassil, the World Tree?"

Aviana looked very much like those harpies. Her female body was full and graceful, her hands were a pair of feathered wings, and her feet were sharp talons.

"Yes, Titan Divine Lord. I can take care of the World Tree. After all, I used to live on Mother Tree G'hanir, so I have some experience in this area."

Boss Hu pondered for a moment before nodding. "Sure. Congratulations, you're officially hired. Pack up your things and get to work. The branches of Teldrassil can serve as a habitat for you and the Winged Spirits under your command."

Then he turned to the turtle Demi-god, Tortolla.

"There's no need to say much about your situation. The White Tiger told me everything, and I agree. Go live in the coastal waters of Darkshore or Ashenvale, and assist the Coilfang Naga there in guarding this continent's coastline."

Tortolla's enormous turtle... well... enormous head slowly nodded. "As you wish, Titan Divine Lord."

"As for you, Wolf God Goldrinn... tsk, tsk, tsk... I heard you weren't convinced at first, and Xuen the White Tiger gave you a beating?"

Hearing the Titan speak to him, Goldrinn immediately lowered his wolfish head.

That big tiger was one of the strongest physical attackers among all the Wild Demigods. When those massive claws smacked you in the face, each hit cost a life.

"Convinced now? Still, your personality