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“(The city of Orgrimmar...) Spiritwalker Ebonhorn: "The Aspect will be pleased th” (31 conversations)
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(The city of Orgrimmar...) Spiritwalker Ebonhorn: "The Aspect will be pleased that the Council has accepted their invitation. The Dragon Isles hold great wonders... and many perils." Mayla Highmountain: "Those who answer the call will face whatever challenges may come." Nitazar: (nods) "Hmph." Baine Bloodhoof: "The strength of the horde has always been its people." Spiritwalker Ebonhorn: "I am heartened to hear it. But know that the Dragon Queen will not abide conflict on her shores." Baine Bloodhoof: "The Horde honors its truce with the Alliance." Nitazar: (mind) "Alliance...? Does he mean...the Obsidian Warders?" Baine Bloodhoof: "To that end, the Reliquary will work together with the Explorers' League on an expedition of discovery." Naleidea Rivergleam: "I expect we will learn much from one another. Nitazar: (mind) "Something's bothering me about this 'Naledia' lady's stomach." Scalecommander Cindrethresh: "Do not forget, Ebyssian, that the Dragon Isles are home to the dracthyr as well. We intend to rediscover our past... and lay claim to our future." Mayla Highmountain: "Then let our peoples make this journey together, Cindrethresh." Scalecommander Cindrethresh: "Agreed. Along the way, we can hone your combat skills... despite your obvious lack of wings." Spiritwalker Ebonhorn: "I see there is much work ahead of us. Come then. The Dragon Isles await!" (As the Horde leaders - accompanied as Ebyssian, as Spiritwalker Ebonhorn, and Nitazar - make their way to the portal room, Naledia looks down at her stomach and puts her hand on it; almost worriedly.) Naleidea Rivergleam: (whispering to herself) "...why have I been feeling sick all of a sudden? Blood elves like me don't get sick for no reason." (Four months later, following the expedition...)
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Naleidea Rivergleam: (holding her stomach) "I can't ignore this any longer. I need to find out what's wrong." (Naleidea seeks the help of a healer in Orgrimmar and undergoes a thorough examination.) Healer: "It seems you are not sick, Naleidea. In fact, you're pregnant." Naleidea Rivergleam: (shocked) "Pregnant? But how is that possible?" Healer: "Sometimes, unexpected things happen. It's best to embrace the joy that comes with it." (Naleidea's shock turns into a mix of emotions - worry, excitement, and confusion.) Naleidea Rivergleam: "But who is the father? I haven't been with anyone recently..." (Eyebrows furrowed, Naleidea searches her memories, trying to figure out what could have led to her pregnancy.) Naleidea Rivergleam: (realization dawning on her face) "Wait... the night of the celebration after our successful expedition. I had too much to drink, and I don't remember what happened afterward." (Nitazar approaches Naleidea concern etched on his face.) Nitazar: "Naleidea, what's wrong? I could sense your distress." Naleidea Rivergleam: (teary-eyed) "Nitazar, I'm pregnant, and I don't know who the father is." Nitazar: (pauses momentarily, processing the information) "If... if it happened at the celebration, then the child could be mine." (Nitazar's confession leaves Naleidea stunned.) Naleidea Rivergleam: (whispering) "But... what about our duty? Our responsibilities to the Horde?" Nitazar: "Sometimes, life throws unexpected twists. We cannot let our duty override what could be a beautiful thing. Let's face this together, Naleidea." (Naleidea looks into Nitazar's eyes, seeing sincerity and a willingness to stand by her side.) Naleidea Rivergleam: (softly) "Thank you, Nitazar. I don't know what lies ahead, but I'm grateful to have you with me." (With a newfound strength, Naleidea embraces her pregnancy, knowing that she has the support of the Horde and Nitazar by her side.)