"Perhaps one day in the future, we can fight side by side. But Southshore has too many matters to attend to right now. If the Raven Guard Knights venture deep into the Alterac Mountains to fight, it would not be a good thing for Hillsbrad to lose your protection. Our war with the Orcs will continue for a long time." Captain Barinda Stonehearth explained, perhaps worried that the young knight would lose face.
Roderick and Albert exchanged helpless looks. They knew the other side did not think much of Raven Guard's current strength, so they could only refrain from mentioning the matter again.
At that moment, another figure entered through the door. Though the military hall was brightly lit, the figure seemed to merge easily into the shadows cast by the lights. Even with Roderick's keen eyesight, it was difficult for him to lock onto her.
Captain Barinda Stonehearth noticed Roderick's puzzled gaze and explained, "This is Feral, a Night Elf Archdruid from distant Kalimdor. They have always disliked associating with outsiders and possess their own unique methods of cultivation."
Only after Captain Barinda Stonehearth's introduction did the Druid named Feral give Roderick a slight nod in greeting.
A Druid? An Archdruid, at that? Roderick and Albert had not expected to see a Night Elf Druid with their own eyes deep within the mountains of Alterac.
With the aid of the firelight, Roderick was finally able to see her appearance clearly. A pair of long, pointed ears stood out the most. Strange facial markings covered her face, their purpose unknown, making her originally beautiful features seem somewhat distorted.
This Druid appeared smaller than Lady Baine, Jaina's guard whom they had met in Dalaran. She sat calmly in a corner, quietly eating small bites of food. Her manner was completely different