[Your Name Is Vol'jin]

After speaking with Bwonsamdi for a while, Tonatiuh summoned a Gurubashi Loa priest and gave him some instructions once the old fellow had left.

Only after the priest departed did he rise from his throne and slowly walk down from the hall.

Standing at the temple entrance, he looked down over most of Zul'Gurub. Gazing at this lush homeland of life, the God-King shook his head. "For the trolls, I've truly worried myself sick!"

Five days later.

Tonatiuh arrived in Zul'An.

This shelter, originally built for Jungle Trolls who believed in Tona and Tiu, had developed over several years. With aid from Zandalar and the goblins, it had become a renowned commercial trade city on the Eastern Continent.

Even humans and other races had heard the name Zul'An. Meanwhile, the original trade port, Booty Bay, had become a goblin naval port.

Zul'An lay downstream along the only great river in Stranglethorn Vale. With control over the river secured, communication with Zul'Gurub had become extremely convenient.

The goods produced by Zul'Gurub, as well as the supplies it needed, could be temporarily transferred by large ships upriver, then imported or exported through Zul'An.

It was both the only commercial free port on the Eastern Continent at present and Zul'Gurub's first window to the outside world, with goblins managing its operations.

Zul'An's development was changing with each passing day.

The last time Tonatiuh had left this place, most of the city had still consisted of wooden buildings. Four months later, there were already many brick houses, and the streets had practically become construction sites, with building work going on everywhere.

The cries of merchants and peddlers could be heard from afar the moment one entered the city gates. The air was filled with the scent of money. Besides trolls and goblins, the pedestrians