Alleria wandered around the Heart of Gurub with some ulterior purpose.
Yet she did not know that someone was watching her from high above, beyond her sight.
A real "person," not a Troll or Kaldorei or anything of the sort.
Heart of Gurub.
Atop the temple.
The temple roof had originally been nothing but a bare, empty expanse. But after the God King arrived, he brought many Kaldorei with him.
Under the work of several Kaldorei druids, the bald temple roof had become lush and green—a sky garden built atop the broad stone roof of the temple.
The gaze watching Alleria was cast down from somewhere within that garden.
It was Modera.
Though she was essentially a Titan Human now, she still insisted in her heart that she belonged to humanity.
"Interesting. A High Elf on a Troll island." After observing Alleria for a while, one of Dalaran's Six Archmages turned and smiled at the figure behind her.
There, a little girl who was somewhat oversized by Modera's standards was climbing all over Tonatiuh.
The little girl was somewhat too large in proportion for either Elves or humans. She had moon-colored eyes, moon-colored skin, and two cute little dark braids.
If she had been smaller, then by either Elven or human standards of beauty, she would have been an exceptionally adorable and lovely little girl.
Even though she was rather oversized now, she was still beautiful by Elven and human standards.
She was just a little strange-looking.
But beside the equally oversized Troll King, the little girl no longer seemed so out of place. Instead, they looked remarkably harmonious together.
Like a father and daughter.
And in truth, they really were father and daughter.
One was Modera's husband.
The other was Modera's daughter.
The mage watched the father and daughter