"Resistance? Were they also killed by the queen?" Farondis's mood obviously fluctuated, and he looked at Aaron with burning eyes, "How do I know what you said is true?"
"Well..." Aaron rolled his eyes, stood up and walked to Vereesa, who was sitting next to him and was listening to his story quietly. Vereesa reached out and pointed at Vereesa's long ears, "Your Highness, whose descendant do you think she is?"
"It does look like an elf, but the skin color is wrong... is it the price to pay for resisting the queen?" Prince Farondis stared at Vereesa, seeming to have believed the story told by Aaron, or in other words, he wanted to believe this story.
"That's not entirely true." Aaron shook his head, "Quel'dorei is just a branch of the original resistance group. If you go north, you will see another... well, it can be considered a branch."
"North?" Farondis looked north in confusion and murmured, "I remember that over there is where Temple of the Moon and Shaladrassil are..."
"That's right, it's over there. If you're interested, you can go and have a look."
Vereesa first touched his long ears, then looked at Prince Farondis who was meditating on the side, and asked, "Aaron, what do you mean, are the dead souls we saw before, are our ancestors?"
"Actually, no!" Aaron shook his head, "You should have heard the story of Dath'Remar, right? Your ancestors joined the resistance army, but later due to some reasons, they had to go to Eastern Kingdoms."
"Dath'Remar? Dath'Remar Sunstrider? I've heard of him." Farondis suddenly raised his head after hearing the name and looked at Aaron, "Do you know him?"
"Well, Prince, are you familiar with His Majesty Dath'Remar?" Vereesa and Aaron looked at each other and then looked at Farondis.
"I'm not very familiar with him, but I've seen him in the palace before, and I've heard that he has an artifact named Flamestrike in his hand." Farondis's eyes looked into the distance, as if he could see a figure with whom he had met several times.
"Well, then I have to tell you some bad news. Your Majesty, Dath'Remar, passed away thousands of years ago." Vereesa said.
About how Dath'Remar Sunstrider led the High Elfs to find settlements in the northern area of Eastern Kingdoms, how to confront Forest Troll, and how Dath'Remar The time of death is something that High Elf must learn when they are young. When Vereesa talks about these things, he is quite proficient. It is obvious at a glance that Vereesa was a top student when he was in school.
"But, I can't understand why Dath'Remar would go to the east. That is not the traditional territory of the empire. It is said that that side is the territory of those barbaric Troll."
"Ah, this involves some power struggles and stress reactions..." Aaron was hesitating to tell the story of how Tyrande eliminated the monopoly of dissidents after War of the Ancients ended, but was interrupted by another voice.
"In fact, according to our research, Troll and the elves have some similar characteristics, and there should be some kind of..." Kel'Thuzad didn't know where his brain went wrong and started talking about a very sensitive topic.
How sensitive is this topic? Just look at the action of Vereesa who couldn't help but reach out to grab the bow and arrow lying beside him. Aaron believes that if Farondis hadn't been restrained by Kel'Thuzad's spell, he would have started reading Fireball.
Elves are very taboo about the relationship between them and Troll being mentioned by other races. Although anyone with a discerning eye can see the relationship between these two long-eared races, some people will even secretly add Goblin to this relative map. Anyway, all three have long ears, but those who dare to say such things in front of elves and Troll generally cannot survive more than three seconds.
"Okay, I take back my wrong statement." Kel'Thuzad looked at the obviously unkind eyes of Vereesa and Farondis, then looked at Aaron who quietly shrank back, and he chose to correct it decisively.
"Master, I want to talk to you." Aaron looked at Vereesa, called Kel'Thuzad aside, and chatted with him in a low voice. Kel'Thuzad glanced at Farondis reluctantly and whispered, "But I really don't want to give up..."
"Master, you have to know how petty High Elf are. Kael'thas has a higher say in Dalaran than you, and Master Antonidas will not support you." Aaron bit the bullet and talked to Kel'Thuzad explained that now he really wanted to take the one who persuaded Boss Kel to come to Broken Isles and beat him up, so he simply suggested that Kel'Thuzad go to Outland to study the ancestor spirits of Orcss.
Kel'Thuzad finally gave up the idea of bringing Farondis back to Dalaran for further study. On the one hand, it was because Aaron suggested that he had better continue to Stormheim. Looking for Val'kyr, on the other hand, Vereesa gave him the feeling that if he didn't give up this idea, he would never be able to study spells again. Kel'Thuzad decided to listen to Aaron's advice.
Prince Farondis wanted to go to Val'sharah to see those surviving compatriots, but Aaron reminded him that those elves might be very unfriendly to him. After all, since War of the Ancients, the Night Elfs have completely abandoned Arcane and regard this power as a source of danger.
In a sense, the idea of Night Elf cannot be said to be wrong. Using Arcane Magic will indeed attract the demons in Boundless Void. Unfortunately, Archdruid, who made this decision at the beginning, forgot one issue. Arcane Magic 0 was banned in Night Elf., but did not stop the spread of Arcane Magic, which caused the Night Elfs to self-castrate part of their spell-casting abilities and failed to achieve their goals. In the end, the Night Elfs had to hunt down the demons who came to Azeroth after smelling the energy of Arcane.
"How unfriendly can it be? Can it be worse than my people?" Farondis laughed at himself. The purpose of his trip was to find a reliable ally for his people. Ironically, his people were still full of resentment towards him and would spit at least a few times when they saw him.
As for why Farondis felt uneasy and wanted to find some help for his people, Aaron refused to answer this question. Kel'Thuzad said that he was not sure. Farondis said that he did not know the answer because of the Arcane light flashing on the Kel'Thuzad staff.
Farewell to Prince Farondis, Kel'Thuzad also bid farewell to Aaron and the others. This mage has consumed too many magic props on Nar'thalas's Undead, and he needs to go back to Dalaran to replenish his inventory.
In order to ensure that Kel'Thuzad would not quietly go to catch the souls of the dead elves again, Vereesa also followed Kel'Thuzad quietly with Aaron. It was not until he saw Kel'Thuzad boarding the returning ship that he felt at ease.
After that, Aaron and Vereesa continued on the road to Stormheim in the northeast. According to everyone at the Kul Tiras store, they would go along The road to Stormheim has been built since the Kaldorei Empire period. Although the people here don't know where Stormheim is, they know where Vrykul came from.
One night while camping, Vereesa suddenly looked up to the sky, opened his bow and shot an illuminating arrow. The dim light illuminated the dim environment in the forest, revealing a shadow hidden among the leaves.
"It seems like something is flying over?" Aaron also raised his head and looked at the shadow, but his eyes could not see the specific details in this light. He could only see that the shadow was quickly approaching below.
"Then let me try..." Aaron took out his dwarf musket, loaded the bullets in an orderly manner, aimed at the black figure and pulled the trigger. A flame erupted from the muzzle, and a bullet spun towards the target.
"Ouch!" What Aaron didn't expect was that this shot, which he didn't expect to hit, actually hit the black shadow. After being hit, the black shadow let out a painful wail.
"It seems, a little, not quite right." Aaron vaguely felt that this wailing sounded like a dragon's roar. 2k website