Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Cenarion Keep was very busy tonight.

There are important things moving forward everywhere, as if they have all been rushed together. However, there are also a group of people who are not troubled by trouble and enjoy a simple life and pure happiness in the desert below the fortress.

Heya and her shieldmaidens gathered a lot of dried firewood in the desert under the moonlight and built a large Vrykul-style bonfire.

They also looted, er, "recruited" a lot of meat from the warehouse of Cenarion Fortress, and got a lot of wine and spices from the Nag'far.

There was a drunken carnival, and there were strong shield maidens taking off their armor and wrestling in front of the bonfire.

A group of people, including Little Xingxing, Fenner, and Seiannie, participated in the Shield Maiden's victory carnival. They ate meat and drank from large bowls, and were so happy.

Seven shieldmaidens died in the battle last night, and tonight they are partying like no one else. This makes these barbaric Vrykul a little crazy.

But anyone familiar with the Vrykul traditions knows that this is the attitude of these half-giants.

The places where the Vrykul live are generally in bitter cold places at high altitudes. Stormfjord in the Broken Islands is a little better. The Vrykul gathering areas in Northrend are all in places with a barbaric environment.

Especially the Storm Peaks and Icecrown Glacier, where almost no living things can survive.

The Vrykul people grew up in such an environment, and death was the normal state they had to face. In their savage and simple beliefs, death was just the beginning of another life for the warriors.

Such values ​​naturally allow Vrykul people to develop a heroic character that is not afraid of life and death.

And although seven Shield Maidens died last night, because the heroic spirits participated in the battle, their souls had already entered the Hall of Valor when they died.

The birth of seven Valkyries at once is a supreme honor for the Shield Maidens.

Naturally, they want to hold a happy victory carnival to celebrate all this.

Not only the members of the Nagfar were invited, but also everyone who participated in the battle last night was invited. Those who can survive to the end under the siege of the terrifying Qiraji swarm are absolute warriors.

They deserve the respect of the Shieldmaiden.

Even the death knights have received invitations, but the arrogant and bitter dead will definitely not come to enjoy the fun, and the shield maidens don't care either.

They never care about the number of guests, they just want to show their warrior enthusiasm.

Amidst the noisy bonfires and the aroma of barbecue, as well as the excitement of drinking and drinking, the light of the flames dissipated the darkness under the moon, but also created more dancing shadows in the intersection of light and darkness.

Most of the Hidden Passage hunters who were invited here were just a little bit into drinking. As hunters, they had to stay calm, especially some of the hunters who had tamed the swarm lords.

They were establishing a relationship between hunters and war beasts with the silithid lord. In this case, once they got drunk, it could easily lead to bad consequences.

The dangerous will of the swarm has not dissipated.

It is only split and carried in the spirit of the swarm lord. Once the hunters rush to connect with that animalistic and cold consciousness, the spirit will be easily destroyed.

Under such pressure, it is bound to be a long process for the hunters to completely tame the swarm lord, which requires them to invest a lot of energy to complete.

But tonight, Miss Emeril Shadowguard was acting uncharacteristically wild.

She seemed to have temporarily lost her elegance and reserve as an elf, and sat next to Fenner who was yelling, drinking the pirates' spirits one glass at a time with the stupid warrior.

Her drinking capacity was definitely not as good as Fenner's. Soon, Emeril was leaning on Fenner's body and talking nonsense.

"My mentor, hiccup, is a very boring, boring woman."

Miss Shadow Guard grabbed Fenner's arm and said to her drunkenly:

"I was born on the Black Coast. Do you know that place? Fenna, that is a hellish place! It's not that it's not good, but the Nagas on the coast are very annoying.

My parents are fishermen.

They were the best fishermen on Darkshore, but they were killed by the naga when I was a child.

I was chosen by my mentor and followed her to Highmountain. I like Highmountain because there are no nasty naga there. I also like my mentor, she is just like my mother.

She would beat me up, you know?

When I don't practice my archery properly, she will beat me up. She is so scary when she is angry. She doesn't look like an elf at all, but like a tauren!

Like a swollen minotaur. "

"You're drunk, Shadow Guard."

Fenna also blushed, patted Emeril on the head with a smile, and said to her:

"Don't talk nonsense when you are drunk. Find a place to sleep quickly. Let me tell you, I was drunk last time and almost did something terrible.

This is a rule of thumb.

Alcohol is not a good thing, it can make you insane. "

"nonsense!"

Emeril's eyes widened and he scolded Fenna:

"This is the first time I've had a drink and I think it's great, I've been holding those words in my heart for a thousand years and I can finally say them tonight.

you listen to me

I will only say this once, about my mentor, Namria Linge, have you heard of her? Well, you must have never heard of it. You are a white-skinned elf, and you don’t understand the story of our Kaldorei.

She, she never gives me a good look, you know?

It was so cold at Eagle Claw Peak. Since I was a child, I have to draw my bow and aim on the snow-capped mountains every day.

My Xueyu was tamed at that time. Of course, my Xueyu is now the seventeenth generation of Xueyu. When the first generation of Xueyu died of old age, I cried so sadly.

I got used to it later

Being immortal is so uncomfortable and painful. I envy you white-skinned elves who can only live for three thousand years. I envy humans even more, who can't even live for one hundred and fifty years.

One hundred and fifty years.

Druids sleep longer than this. "

The shadow guard began to cry while talking nonsense.

She grabbed Fenner's wrist and cried:

"I hate her. I feel like she picked me back just to torture me. I often quarrel with her. When I get angry, I go to Val'sharah to play with the druids. I don't go back for several days.

Until one day, the watchers sent news that Silithus was going to war.

My mentor came here with the hunters. She was very majestic at that time, and the secret passage was very powerful at that time. There were legendary rangers alone, uh, no less than twenty anyway!

She is the best.

Lexa and Shandris must step aside! My mentor is the most powerful ranger, but she was not nice to me at all. She left me a letter and left.

I was still angry with her at that time. When I came back, she had been gone for several days.

I was terrified.

I quickly put on my bow and took the second generation Xueyu to find her. I ran to Silithus and saw my mentor. She was injured and I was frightened.

That was the first time I saw her hurt.

She was furious when she saw me, and told me to go back to Highmountain, but I didn't leave. I have a bad temper, so I followed her to kill insects.

Bugs are not scary at all. Together with my mentor, I can shoot them easily. Before they get close to us, they will have an extra arrow on their head.

Unless they get together.

My mentor was very worried. She had been doing something secretly and wouldn't let me tell anyone else. I later learned that she was trying to tame the bugs.

She's so stupid.

Not nearly as smart as Blake, she got herself killed.

Woohoo.

That night, she looked very bad.

She appeared in my tent with a frighteningly pale face. She also said that she was dead and that the evil god was targeting her. That night was the first time in her life that she said she couldn't let go of me.

That was the first time she cried.

She hugged me and said she was too strict with me. I was so frightened that I just watched her leave and never come back.

I lost her.

Lost forever.

That was the last time I saw her, and I didn't even have time to call her mom.

I don’t have a mother anymore, I don’t have a mentor anymore.

I'm left with myself.

Woohoo, the seventeenth generation Xueyu is too stupid and not as cute as the first generation Xueyu. Woohoo, I am left with myself. "

Fenner's expression also became sad.

She hugged Emeril and patted her shoulders gently. Shadow Guard cried louder, as if she wanted to make up for the regret of not being able to cry in this desert a thousand years ago.

She hugged Fenna tightly.

Fenna noticed that there was a dim tiger's eye stone ring on Emeril's finger. It was not expensive, but it had been wiped clean. At first glance, it was the shadow guard's favorite thing.

"Snapped"

While Emeril was wandering around, General Lion Wolfwalker strode over and slapped the shadow guard on the head who was holding Fenner's nonsense and crying.

This stern veteran who was born in the same period as Namuria Ringe and also fought in the Ancient War grabbed the Shadow Guard's slender ears and pulled her up, scolding her in Salas:

"How old are you, and you are still crying like this? You are the leader of the Secret Channel, what is this like? Come back to me, come back with me, I will lock you up!"

"Uh-huh, mom, you're back? You're grabbing your ears in the wrong way. It doesn't hurt enough. It should be like this. It hurts so much. Please be gentle, mom!"

Emeril screamed and was dragged away from the bonfire party by Ms. Lane's ears.

She cried and hugged Ryan Wolfwalker, probably confusing Ryan with Lin Ge.

But the stern veteran became quiet after cursing, and finally hid in the shadows outside the bonfire, sitting on the sand with the crying Shadow Guard in his arms, and softly comforted her.

As an important member of the Secret Path and Ms. Lin Ge's adjutant at that time, Lane was stationed in Ashenvale as a defense general, but she also knew about the past between Emeril and Lin Ge.

She knew that this girl had been hiding unspeakable sadness in her heart.

Now that the threat from the Qiraji Empire has finally dissipated, Emeril has avenged Lin Ge, and only then can the sadness that has been suppressed in her heart for a thousand years be completely released.

So fine.

Everyone has the right to suffer, and everyone has the right to cry. As for how many similar stories are buried in this desert, only every grain of sand rolling in the desert can truly count them.

In the second half of the bonfire party, most of the invited guests returned to the fortress to rest after eating and drinking.

But the shieldmaidens are still very energetic.

They take turns challenging powerful warriors. Of course, in Cenarion Fortress, there are only a few warriors that can be favored by the shield girls.

The Saurfang brothers, Finna, and Cairne Bloodhoof.

They kept wrestling with the Shield Maiden, and occasionally used wooden swords and axes to compete in combat skills. They were enjoying themselves, but the stinky pirate wandered over and saw that Fenna was still drunk and crazy, and suddenly became angry.

He ran over, grabbed Fenna's ears, and took this troublesome idiot back to the fortress.

He secretly lay down on the sentry tower at the top of the fortress, looking down at the wrestling battle between the shield girls and the three warriors.

He clearly saw the two shield girls secretly pouring a whole bottle of love potion into the wine barrel, and then bringing the wine up like no one else and making battle wine with the two orcs and the old cow.

The smelly pirate's eyes immediately curved into a line of pleasure.

he knows.

Someone is in trouble!

The bottle of love potion used by the Shield Maidens was a special version with added ingredients, and it had no taste at all when mixed into the wine.

As for why Black knew so much about the nonsense, it was because the Shieldmaidens spent a lot of money to order it from him at noon today. Every drop of the potion was prepared by Black himself, and it was astonishingly powerful.

Under the command of Heya, several other shield girls had already set up tents in the shadows beside the campfire. After everything was ready, Heya left quietly.

The two old orcs and the old cow soon became "too drunk" and were carried into the tent by the shield girls who were like thieves.

Under Blake's curious gaze, several shieldmaidens who were ready to perform the fertility ritual began to drink their special magical herbs by the campfire.

It's like transformation magic.

The bodies of the several shield girls shrank quickly in the convulsions. Looking at the painful looks on their faces, it was clear that this process must be difficult, and the shield girl who chose the old cow Kane was luckier.

The tauren were about the same size as the vrykul, so she didn't need to suffer.

"This, this, this, this"

A few minutes later, the tents near the campfire began to shake, and there were strange roars from the old orcs and tauren. The pirates looked stunned.

This is too wild!

If it weren't for the fact that there is such a big fortress here, these she-wolves might not even need tents.

"Ah this."

Xalatas, the essence of the void, who always boasts of being well-informed, also exclaimed speechlessly.

She said in a strange tone in Blake's ear:

"I heard from Sephiel that the Supreme Shield Girl's breeding target is you? Little master, are you sure you can bear it?"

"Don't talk nonsense. Heya's breeding partner is not me. She has denied it herself."

The smelly pirate hurriedly corrected:

"She has to choose another breeding partner."

"Ah? Is my little master's charm so low? Even the shield girl, who is not scrupulous about meat and vegetables and wants even an orc, can't look down on you?"

Void Essence said indignantly:

"How is this possible? I have to let these ignorant guys know that my little master is the best. How about I find a way to drug Heya now?

You should still have love potions, right?

With the physical fitness of a vrykul, she would have to drink at least a whole bottle, but this was not difficult to do. Let Fenna make her drink, but she had to be careful about Fenna drinking it herself. "

"Don't come up with blind ideas."

The pirate rubbed his head and said with a headache:

"They are so low-key, I have to run away quickly. Otherwise, the Saurfang brothers and Lao Niu will definitely hack me to death early tomorrow morning and leave. Go back and pack your things."

Leave now! "