Arrival at Mount Hyjal
The pollution in Felwood is very serious, and the entire forest has become old and distorted. The ancient trees have been distorted by demonic energy, and the water flows are also the same. The source of the streams and waterfalls in Felwood are cursed by demons. The dirty poisonous water flows through the cracks in the rocks throughout the forest. Those water flows are also the original culprit of the corruption and distortion of the furbolgs. 🎄🐼 ➅9sùx.ČόM 😾🐟
"We have pleaded for the help of the spirits of nature, and even invoked the power of the Emerald Dream, but the pollution of the forest has not improved. Those Furbolgs attack us whenever they see us, and as far as we can tell, some demons have not yet left. Those scum and their servants are watching us." Eridan looked distressed; her and the Emerald Council's efforts had yielded no results.
"Ms. Eridan, please forgive my bluntness, but you've only tried to borrow the help of the spirits of nature and draw upon the power of dreams? You haven't taken any radical steps!" Zul'ra asked, looking at the Druid with a worried expression.
"A radical approach?" Eridan's eyes gleamed with golden light.
"Yes, for example, blocking waterfalls to purify pollution, burning polluted forests to the ground. After all, death is also part of nature, and the flames of fire may remove pollution and nourish new life!" Zul'ra carefully chose his words and explained his intentions, saying that it was not wise to mention burning trees in front of these environmentalists.
"Yes, I understand what you mean. Using this method to purify the pollution is indeed worth considering. However, this vast forest cannot be burned down with just a little fire, and once the flames spread, the entire Mount Hyjal will be threatened." Eridan looked at the Trolls was carefully choosing his words, indicating that he could understand. However, these things would not be easy to do, and once a forest fire spread, it would be very difficult to control.
"If you're worried about the fire spreading, just lay a firebreak. Cut down the trees connecting Felwood to other areas to ensure there are no flammable materials on the firebreak that could cause the fire to spread," Zul'ra suggested, seeing that Eridan wasn't an extreme environmentalist.
"This is still not foolproof, but it's a method worth considering. And some evil forces will prevent us from doing so. We have too few people. Perhaps we could consider burning down small sections of the forest, but even so, we need more people. It seems I also need to make a trip to Mount Hyjal." Eridan listened to Zul'ra's words, a door instantly opened in his mind.
Thus, the group Zul'ra towards Mount Hyjal now included the Druid Eridan. After resting for a night in the Emerald Sanctuary, they set off again, led by Eredan who had transformed into a reindeer. The group successfully traversed Felwood and entered Winterspring.
Compared to the mild climate of Ashenvale, Winterspring is located at the northern end of Mount Hyjal, directly receiving the cold air from the north. It is a world of ice and snow, but compared to the polluted Felwood, it still has a more lively atmosphere. There is even a town built by Goblins here.
Eridan, being a local expert, led Zul'ra and the others through Frostwhisper Gorge in Winterspring in just two days and began their formal ascent of Mount Hyjal Mount Hyjal, the highest mountain in this world. Over the next three days, the group traversed countless canyons and arrived at a vast rocky grassland.
While traversing the rocky plains, Eridan told Zul'ra that there was a group of Trolls inhabitants on the plains who called themselves the Shadowfang Tribe. During the Third Campaign, they, like the Amani'lai, also provided assistance to the coalition against the Burning Legion, albeit on a mercenary basis, and their employer was Lady Tyrande Whisperwind.
Hearing Eridan's words, Zul'ra had some thoughts, but for now, his primary goal was to reach Mount Hyjal. Moreover, the Shadowfang Trolls were nomadic on the high-altitude grasslands and did not have a fixed abode, so he would wait until he had visited the Kaldorei before looking for the Shadowfang Tribe.
As you ascend the grassland along its elevation, the grass begins to thin out, replaced by vast forests and expanses of rock, as well as manors and temples built by Night Elves. Contrasting purple-roofed roofs are hidden among the trees, along with columned temples constructed from meticulously carved white stones.
Zul'ra observed along the way that the Night Elves did not live in houses; they lived in the forest. As for the temples and halls they built, they were entirely for the worship of Elune and the nature demigods, such as Malorne, the white stag who guards the way, Aviana, the mother of the flying spirits, Goldrinn, the giant wolf.
The group did not stop along the way. After Eridan learned about the situation at the Temple of Avina, he immediately led Sanra and the others along Lake Idoni straight to the Tranquil Woods, a woodland in front of the Twin Peaks, where Archdruid Malfurion and High Priestess Tyrande of Elune were located.
"Welcome, welcome, leader of the Amani'lai." As the high queen of the Amani'lai who once participated in the Battle of Mount Hyjal, Zul'ra received a personal welcome from Tyrande Whisperwind in the woodlands. She is a chosen one of the moon goddess Elune and has led the Kaldorei high priest for ten thousand years. Well, she is really beautiful.
Tyrande Whisperwind had long blue hair, held atop her head by a silver tiara inlaid with turquoise. Her blue eyebrows were arched and forked at the corners, wild yet delicate. Her eyes shone with a warm blue light, and were adorned with pale maple leaf-shaped tattoos. Her slender ears and hands were a translucent, light blue-pink. Beneath her moon-white robe, her figure was graceful and slender, and she wore silver wristbands inlaid with turquoise on her light blue-pink ankles.
"Homage to Elune, homage to the Kaldorei, and homage to you, Tyrande Whisperwind, High Priestess of Elune has successfully protected our world." Zul'ra looked at the Night Elf woman who walked out of the woodland and seemed to be shrouded in invisible light. She was somewhat surprised by her beauty, but quickly regained her composure and paid her respects.
"Thank you for your respect, Zul'ra Jin. It is what I should do as a citizen of Elune and as a Kaldorei." Tyrande Whisperwind responded humbly to the tall Trolls leader's compliment.
"But not everyone can have the courage and perseverance to shoulder this burden like you, right?" Zul'ra looked at the humble priestess and said with a smile.
"It was Elune gave me courage and the strength to persevere. And in this great war, my people, your people, and those who gave their strength to fight the demons—they are the ones who truly have courage and perseverance." Tyrande Whisperwind's gaze flickered slightly, but she quickly returned the compliment.
"But in terms of our contribution to this war, we are far less than the Kaldorei, so I pay tribute to the entire Kaldorei." Zul'ra looked at Tyrande Whisperwind, who was praising him in return, and quickly expressed his humility. At the same time, he looked at all the Kaldorei with admiration. Wherever his gaze passed, the Kaldorei, regardless of gender, unconsciously straightened their bodies.
Zul'ra's praise for the Kaldorei sounded like flattery, but it was actually a genuine appreciation. Throughout their interactions, although the Kaldorei were stubborn and obstinate, they truly possessed a heart that dared to Consecration and loved nature.
"I appreciate your respect, King of the Amani. Please come with me to the forest and take a seat!" Tyrande Whisperwind, feeling somewhat uncomfortable with the tall Trolls constantly praising her and the Kaldorei, ended the conversation and led the other into the Tranquil Grove to sit down.
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