The task kept them busy for four days. Telling the stories alone would not have taken that long, but Yu Lin Bloodhawk had piled on far too much embellishment, throwing in the deeds of all sorts of mighty gods. Besides, the people writing could not keep up with the storyteller, so progress was slow.
Sylvanas never seemed to tire of it, but Yu Lin Bloodhawk could not tell whether she was treating it as a serious undertaking or merely having fun. Alleria, however, was genuinely earnest. She truly regarded it as a serious matter.
She even told Yu Lin Bloodhawk that this concerned the future of Quel'Thalas and was more important than the war. So she handed many of her duties over to her Adjutant and devoted more time to compiling the God of War's deeds.
With so many deeds and such detailed descriptions, his story was even richer than the legends surrounding any god currently known. It needed further editing to make it more systematic, but that was beyond the abilities of the three of them.
"We need a group of Clerics!" Alleria said.
"Clerics? What are Clerics?" Yu Lin Bloodhawk asked cluelessly.
As far as he remembered, all they needed was to put a few smooth-talking swindlers in a temple. Hmm... perhaps not swindlers. Religious charlatans would do!
"You don't even know what Clerics are?" Sylvanas asked, her eyes wide.
"Do you mean those old charlatans who put on supernatural acts in temples?" Yu Lin Bloodhawk asked.
Then he adopted a sanctimonious air. "Child, may the God of War grant you an Unyielding Will! Like that? Finding a few swindlers to put on a show shouldn't be that hard!"
Old charlatans... swindlers... putting on a show? The sisters' faces darkened with exasperation. This was the first time they