This was indeed something Patrick could not understand. After all, races such as the Furbolgs and Quilboar had helped Cenarius so much, and what had they received? Leaving aside the Furbolgs, who were doing only so-so, the Quilboar had all but turned into beasts since Agamaggan died in battle.
Quilboar society and culture had begun to regress, and their customs grew increasingly savage. With the end of the War of the Ancients, the old continent of Kalimdor sank, and the Quilboar's living conditions suddenly became extremely harsh. To compete with the Tauren and other creatures for food and precious land, the Quilboar gradually became warlike, ferocious warriors.
As their surrounding habitats shrank and their control over their territory weakened, compounded by their low productivity, the Quilboar population plummeted. They were nearly extinct on Azeroth. If Agamaggan knew of this situation, he would probably regret what he had done back then.
As for the Furbolgs, they had not even managed to join the Cenarius Council. Instead, the Tauren, who had come along later, had a place on the Cenarius Council. This was something Patrick could not understand. Even the Druids of the Claw's transformations had been bestowed by the great bear brothers. Was it right for the Night Elves to treat the Furbolgs this way?
Sure enough, after hearing Patrick's words, Ulukrum fell silent, as did all the Furbolgs around him. It seemed many things had happened that were not for outsiders to hear.
Through the combined efforts of the other Shamans, the entire Furbolg race gradually regained its clarity of mind. Ursoc's two offspring-the white bear Osthorn and the red bear Kodian, who had previously been captured in the temple-also returned to normal and began leading the Furbolgs in driving out the Old Gods' corruption.
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