Eldre'Thalas was about to regain its former glory. That was what all the Night Elves thought now. Years without a supply of arcane energy, compounded by Prince Tortheldrin's selfish actions, had left the Night Elf mages here haggard and lifeless. Even the ancients and elemental creatures had become frenzied after losing the power of the Well of Eternity.
Three mages cast together, and the Archmage troops, Spellbreakers, and Farstriders who had long been waiting in Silvermoon City teleported into the new city of Eldre'Dani.
Besides building a standard Blood Elf city, they also had to copy all of Eldre'Thalas's ten thousand years of magical research and books and bring them back to Silvermoon City.
Whatever the world, whatever the era, whatever the race, knowledge was the foremost productive force.
"Lord Patrick." The speaker was Hawkspear. Only Hawkspear did not address Patrick as Lord Regent.
Years ago, before Patrick had risen to the upper ranks, Hawkspear and Patrick had fought together in Life Forest. Back then, Hawkspear had even teased Patrick and Alleria, never expecting that Patrick would actually become Alleria's husband.
"Proceed according to the Farstriders' battle plan. Also, command of the Ogres will temporarily go to the Farstriders."
"Ogres? Why are you keeping those ugly, greedy creatures?" Hawkspear had always been a rigid, conventional soldier and had little fondness for other races.
"Those big fatties are quite adorable. They just eat a lot, but feeding them is still easy for us. With them, we'll have a dependable frontline force. At least we won't have to spill our people's blood for nothing on the land of Kalimdor."
Although Hawkspear was rigid, he was also a capable Ranger Lord. Naturally, he understood Patrick's thinking.
He did not dwell on the issue. Responsible for the defense of Eversong Woods, Hawkspear was the