(I also felt that Harry Potter-Dawnblade sounded a little out of place. Let's change his name to Potter-Dawnblade. That sounds better.)
Taelan said respectfully, "Thank you for your generosity, Regent Cabrolon. The Scarlet Crusade is once again indebted to you. Should you ever need us, the Scarlet Crusade will spare no effort."
The distant Blood Elf ships were signaling with flags, and the Scarlet Crusaders were ready to depart. After fighting for so long in the Silithus Great Desert, everyone dearly missed home.
Taelan had already spotted the elf waving from a distant ship: Idril Kelren, the female High Elf who had left the Scarlet Crusade with Maxwell Tyrosus years ago. Now, with Tirion's return and the merger of the Argent Dawn and the Scarlet Crusade, she had returned as well.
Idril Kelren was one of the few elven Paladins. She had served Lordaeron for many years, and after its fall, she had remained in the Plaguelands. When the Scarlet Crusade had split, Taelan had regretted seeing Idril Kelren leave with Maxwell.
Clad in military attire, Idril boarded the Mothership and first saluted Patrick. As an elf herself, Idril prepared a proper noble greeting upon meeting the Regent.
Idril had grown up in Silvermoon City. Although she was not of noble birth, she had received a good education there without picking up the city's passive, decadent pursuit of pleasure. Instead, she had been driven and enterprising, earning good marks in subjects such as history, languages, and herbalism. She had also learned about Silvermoon City's internal hierarchy and noble etiquette. Now, before Patrick, Idril was neither servile nor overbearing, composed and confident, with a distinctive serenity.
Patrick had not expected there to have been an elven Paladin among the Scarlet Crusade, either. Judging by Idril's clothing, she was probably already a