According to the Furbolg elders, those green-skinned Troll came to the vicinity of Grizzlemaw about two days ago. A group of Furbolg who were hunting nearby encountered a group of green-skinned Troll.
Seeing that a group of Trolls who were upright and did not conceal their whereabouts actually appeared in their own territory, those Furbolgs who were used to making trouble for Trolls when nothing happened were not happy at that time.
Under the command of the leader Furbolg, this small group of Furbolg roared and surrounded the few Troll.
In the past years, Troll always lost more than he won when facing Furbolg. Although Troll's magicians are proficient in all kinds of weird magic, the seemingly simple-minded Furbolg also has his own spell caster - Furbolg Shaman has accumulated a lot of experience in the battle with Troll sorcerers, and these things are not worth it.
However, this time Furbolgs found that their past experience seemed not to be enough. Not only did the Trolls they faced this time have different skin colors, but the spells they cast were also different from before.
The most important thing is that the Furbolgs saw in these Trolls a power similar to that of their ancestors. Some of the surrounded Trolls turned into giant bears on the spot. With brute force, they broke through the unprepared Furbolgs and walked away.
Facing these Trolls and Furbolgs who seem to have mastered new powers, they even feel like being abandoned by their ancestors. Otherwise, how could these Trolls master the ability to transform into giant bears?
Yes, because Ursoc The protection of brothers Ursol, Furbolg actually have the ability to transform into giant bears similar to Druid. In terms of the ability of the bear form, Furbolg's accomplishments are not even inferior to those of Druid who specialize in this art, but they lack the various spells that Druid can cast in conjunction with their bear form.
Fortunately, some Furbolgs still saw some clues. The ability of these Trolls to transform giant bears should come from another bear god, otherwise Furbolgs might have their faith collapsed.
"I didn't expect that those Troll were actually protected by a great god." Elder Frostclaw was quite sad when talking about this incident. "We used to think that these guys were poor people abandoned by the god."
Although Furbolg has been fighting with Ice Troll for thousands of years, these simple big men rarely leave Grizzly Hills and enter Zul'Drak, and the protection of Loa basically does not exceed the scope of Zul'Drak, which leads to Furbolg people have basically never seen Ice Troll use the power from Loa - if Ice Troll can borrow the power of Loa in addition to Zul'Drak, Furbolg may not necessarily have the advantage.
Aaron listened to the chatter of the Furbolg elder and gnawed on the fruit provided by Furbolg, but he was muttering in his heart, since Troll who will turn into a bear appears. E, that means Nalorakk is also here. I let this guy go before at Zul'Aman, but I didn't expect to run into him again at Northrend.
"The cubs have been clamoring to give these guys a good look and prove that our god is the greatest bear god," Elder Frostclaw didn't notice the change in Aaron's expression and said to himself, "Since you are here to cause trouble for Troll, do you want to come with us and take a look?"
"Let's go together." Aaron exchanged glances with the people behind him and agreed. We were going to investigate intelligence anyway, so it would be best to see what these guys were up to first.
Since Forest Troll is operating in Grizzly Hills instead of directly aiding Ice Troll, it means that they have other purposes, that is, they don't know what these guys want to do. What is there in Grizzly Hills that is worthy of their concern?
"Okay, let's go now," Elder Frostclaw said very excitedly, "Let's go, let's eat what we haven't finished on the way."
Facing these vigorous and resolute Furbolg, even if everyone felt a little helpless, they could only follow them in the end. Look at their posture. If they didn't follow, these Furbolg would leave on their own.
After leaving Grizzlemaw, Elder Frostclaw stood on the top of a hill, looked left and right, and roared to the south. Soon another response came from the distance.
"Let's go, in that direction." Elder Frostclaw walked back to everyone and pointed to the south and said, "Our people found their traces in that direction, not far from here."
Aaron and others murmured as they followed Furbolg: "So does that bear roar still have meaning?"
"Aaron, I think I should disperse my people now," Halduron walked a few steps closer to Aaron.
"Go to investigate now? I don't understand this either. You can just arrange it." Aaron thought for a while and then said, "Focus on investigating the situation on the eastern coast. It's best not to alert Ice Troll when you meet them. You should meet some old friends this time."
"Old friend, are you talking about those Forest Troll?" Halduron was startled, "Don't worry, those guys with moss on their bodies can't compare to us in terms of hiding their whereabouts in the forest."
"I mean Zandalari Trolls. I have intelligence that these guys who specialize in muddying the waters have also come to Northrend. Their cunning is unmatched by other Trolls."
"Where did you get the information..." Halduron muttered, and finally informed Aaron of all the information. After receiving the order, the elf rangers immediately dispersed to investigate the information.
Grizzly Hills The environment was just right for these rangers who were used to fighting in dense forests, and soon their figures were all hidden in the forest.
"Don't look. If they can find you, their training will be in vain." Halduron said to Aaron, who was looking around, "Don't worry, just wait and get the information to prepare for battle."
Halduron said so, and Aaron said nothing more. With the ranger's ability, as long as he doesn't rush in, there shouldn't be any problems.
Putting aside his worries about the rangers, Aaron turned his attention back to Furbolg. These seemingly honest and honest Furbolg had their own way of tracking. After being guided by several Furbolg, the group headed south and gradually approached their destination.
However, as the team advanced, the expressions of several Furbolg elders became solemn. Just when Aaron was thinking about asking what was wrong, he saw a Furbolg who saw Elder Frostclaw running over in a hurry and shouted to the leader Elder Frostfang:
"Elder, you are here, those Troll are going after Master Orsonn!"
"These guys really have bad intentions towards Master Orsonn, little bastards, what are you waiting for? Come charge at me!" Elder Frostclaw roared, speeding up his pace with his subordinates Furbolg, and headed straight to the south as fast as flying.
Aaron and his group responded a little slowly, and were left behind by Furbolg.
Seeing Furbolg's reaction, while Aaron chased, a question popped up in his mind: Who is Orsonn? A Furbolg who has a higher status than the elder?
When he followed Furbolg hurriedly and slowly to the destination, he saw the giant white bear as big as a hill. Only then did Aaron realize that he was the son of Ursoc.