With Hawkspear's permission, Ironaya and his party easily entered Elfgate, only attracting the curious gazes of many elves.
"Um, can you... make your body smaller?" Aaron looked at Ironaya with some embarrassment. With the size of this giantess, she is extremely conspicuous no matter where she walks. Everything else is fine, anyway, Kingdom of Quel'Thalas has always been sparsely populated, especially in the southern part of Eversong Woods. There is no one except the rangers. Just be conspicuous, but Aaron is a bit awkward when walking on the road and trying to talk to Ironaya.
Aaron was thinking about whether Ironaya could make the body smaller, so that it would be easier to communicate. When Archaedas and Aaron came out before, they could not only reduce the size, but also make it easier to communicate. It can even turn the skin into a human appearance. Although Ironaya is not a guardian, as Titan-forged, his talent in the way of Arcane is far beyond that of the mortal race, so transformation shouldn't be a big problem.
Ironaya glanced at Aaron, nodded and said, "No problem."
As he said that, Ironaya's size quickly shrank and became about the same height as Aaron, but it still looked like a stone statue. Aaron thought for a moment, let's just let the stone statue be a statue. Anyway, it will be convenient for communication, so there will be no problem.
"The consequences of Yogg-Saron's Curse of Flesh are indeed serious," Ironaya and Aaron chatted for a while, and suddenly said with emotion, "Not only has the size become smaller, but also the quality has become much worse in all aspects. I never thought that the cunning Old Gods could have such a serious impact on the world even if he is imprisoned."
Ironaya's words did not come out of nowhere. When I was at Uldaman, although I had come into contact with humans and dwarves and had a general understanding of Curse of Flesh from Aaron, until I left Uldaman this time, On the way, I saw humans, dwarves and other races that had been degraded by Curse of Flesh thriving on this land. Only then did Ironaya realize that Curse of Flesh was not just a simple matter of turning part of Titan-forged's steel and rock body into flesh and blood.
Aaron listened to Ironaya's nagging, but he didn't take it seriously. If Curse of Flesh hadn't made Azeroth what it is now, those Old Gods who were imprisoned by Titans would probably only gradually find the loopholes in the cage as time goes by and escape one by one.
At that time, can those Titan Keepers who have been passive and idle for tens of thousands of years really react in time and imprison Old Gods?
On the contrary, many races that have become flesh and blood have killed three Old Gods by relying on their relatively weak and unreliable flesh and blood. Yogg-Saron originally spread Curse of Flesh to weaken the guards guarding him, but instead created a group of gravediggers who eventually killed him. I don't know if Yogg-Saron would regret it before he was killed.
Yogg-Saron in the game has no chance to ask, but Aaron now has the opportunity to go to the cunning Old Gods to find out what happened - if Aaron was not driven crazy by Yogg-Saron.
After walking for more than half a day, Aaron returned to Covenant City with Ironaya and a large group of Earthen statues. Such a big movement attracted many residents in the city to watch the fun.
"Did a war just happen here?" Ironaya followed Aaron into Covenant City, looked at the dilapidated buildings all over the city, and asked curiously, "On the way here, I also saw another city that had experienced war, and they were rebuilding there."
Aaron thought about it, Ironaya should be talking about Stromgarde, because he was on the front line of the Orcs invasion, and Stromgarde suffered The extent of the damage was the worst, but I didn't expect that they were still rebuilding. It's no wonder that their king wanted to quit Alliance just to avoid funding the prisoner-of-war camp where Orcs was imprisoned.
"It is true that they have all experienced wars, but the war we experienced here is different from the war they experienced there." Aaron briefly introduced the Orcs invasion war and the Zul'Aman war.
"Orcs?" Ironaya showed a rather interested expression, "What race is that?"
"Well, Orcs is not the race of Azeroth, but comes from an alien planet." Aaron simply told the story of Draenor's Orcs invading Azeroth, "By the way, I have some Orcs here, do you want to go and take a look?"
"Look, those green-skinned ones are Orcs." Aaron brought Ironaya to the area where Orcs was placed.
"Are they also Titan-forged?" Ironaya observed the Orcs who were leisurely sunbathing for a while from a long distance, and said in surprise, "But why do they still have a dangerous aura about them?"
Aaron actually knows that the ancestors of Orcs actually came from Aggramar who grew unscrupulously on Draenor in order to clean up Grond created by the spore community. Coincidentally, from Grond to Orcs, it also experienced a process from a body of rock to a body of flesh and blood.
As for the evil power in Orcs, of course it is Fel. After they drank the blood of Mannoroth, they had the power of Fel in their bodies.
After Ironaya and his party were settled, Aaron counted and found that he didn't seem to have anything special to prepare. He just had to wait for the Kul Tiras fleet to arrive, and then he could return to Northrend with people and weapons.
According to the agreement between the Aaron and Kul Tiras fleets, half a month after the two sides separated, they would come to Covenant City to pick them up. However, now that the agreed time is approaching, the fleet has not yet arrived. However, this is not surprising. When sailing on the sea, you will inevitably encounter some problems. Being a few days late is not a big problem.
Aaron understands this truth, but he still can't help but go to the port every day to see if Kul Tiras people are coming.
Aaron was standing near the port that day, looking to see if Kul Tiras's fleet had arrived, when he heard a familiar voice coming from behind:
"Aaron, I'm back, do you miss me?"
Aaron looked back and saw Vereesa standing not far away, greeting him. Aaron felt happy and walked towards her without stopping. However, halfway through, his steps became hesitant.
Vereesa was not only standing next to herself, there was also a female High Elf wearing a blue ranger uniform. She was carrying a bow with purple Arcane brilliance on her back, it was Sylvanas.
"General Ranger, why are you here?" Although he hesitated, Aaron walked up to Vereesa, greeted Vereesa with a smile, turned to look at Sylvanas, and asked curiously.