Sylvanas was stunned by his swaggering words. She asked in bewilderment, "Since when did you have a warship? Did the Military Department give it to you?"
"Like hell! Would they ever be that generous? I took a trip to Lordaeron, made friends with a marquis, and had to hurry back on business. Who knew someone would come chasing after me on account of my reputation, sailing a fully armed gunboat and practically begging me to take it? They brought it all the way to Sunsail Archorage. I'd have felt bad refusing." Yu Lin Bloodhawk's boasting was louder than twenty cannons.
"Who would give you a gunboat?" Sylvanas was even more puzzled.
"How would I know who gave it to me? Some people who think with their backsides, anyway. Who cares who they were? It'll come in handy now," Yu Lin Bloodhawk said.
The elves stared dumbfounded at this foul-mouthed elven noble, momentarily speechless.
Sylvanas had long since grown accustomed to his bizarre way of speaking. Rather than dwelling on who had given him the gunboat, she asked, "Did you just say there's another group of high elves in Kalimdor?"
According to the historical records of Quel'Thalas, all the high elves had been driven out of Kalimdor after the destruction of the Well of Eternity. The elves therefore knew nothing of another group of high elves remaining there.
They were both shocked and elated by the news, because if another group of high elves lived in Kalimdor, it meant they might have a chance to return to their homeland.
"Yes! What about it? Don't tell me you want to elope with me too?" Yu Lin Bloodhawk said with a grin.
He had decided to throw caution to the wind. He had a ship now, and a little money too. Finding some