Just because they were done with this world, didn't mean Grogek was going to stop training. She sat at the top of the hill and sighed down. She had never been so unsure of her footing in her life. Was she really going to do this? In the end, she knew it was the best thing for her family. Grogek would need bodies to train, and the rest of her family wouldn't be happy in a town ran by a skeleton crew. At this point, they were all itching to leave this hellish planet.
When she heard the sound of a pair of feet crushing in the grass, she struggled to bury the nerves, and go into pro mode. Taking a deep breath, she ignored them until they were upon her. She looked up, and years of experience kept her face neutral.
Tylia was heavily pregnant, but both were draped in ceremonial vestments. What almost broke her mind was the fact that her image was plastered across banners on their backs. She carefully closed her board and stood up.
Holding out her arms, she embraced Tylia. "Look at you, my beauty." She splayed her hand on Tylia's belly. "Oh my, twins." She grinned at Charnak. "You did your job well."
"My Goddess," He put his fist to his chest. "I have seen your wisdom over and over again. Your words echo across the land and I have brought you thousands of followers."
Only those who knew her would have seen the dumbfounded shock in her face.
"My bride and my mate, has proven not only worthy, but every bit as amazing as you claimed she was capable of. It has been her quiet mercy that has brought just as many followers..."
"As his ferocious war. He commands them in your name and has them swear fealty to you and you alone. We are merely your harbingers." Tylia smiled.
"We have even taken to bringing the Draenei into our cause, as I know you have a penchant for them." Charnak bowed his head.
"Show me." She whispered.
Tylia took her board from her and Charnak took her hand. He led the way through the barrier and she almost pissed herself.
"Is this all of them?"
"No ma'am. Many have branches off, in all zones of this world, in order to bring more into our fold. All must understand your principles, and always display your banner. I have prepared a detailed map and explanation for you."
"Well done." She nodded. "I am most pleased."
"The forty seven branches are all headed by followers from the original two hundred and fifty you sent us out with." Tylia smiled. "They are well drilled and understand your beliefs completely. We would not send out someone who did not understand both sides of your being."
Elunara smiled. "Did you wipe out that Iron Horde encampment?"
"Of course."
She nodded. "Do you require a demonstration?" She cocked an eyebrow.
"No. Your might and your will have been shown to us over and over since you had us set out." He stroked Elunara's hand. "Those who know where to look, see your work in everything we do. Every win, every loss, every loss of life... Our shamans have taken over your methods. Since we have been honoring our fallen in your way, the spirits themselves have seen to add us in our work."
"The light of our Goddess follows us into every battle, and has often aided in our triumph. Sometimes spiritually, sometimes physically, in one case, we attempted to liberate a Draenei encampment from the ogres, only for your light to appear and attack our enemy directly."
"I am most pleased, and now that you have proven yourself, I must tell you what I have decided."
