So this chapter alters the lore of Warcraft quite a bit. If you're triggered by this, then uh…. Yeah. I got no cure. Go read another story?
"I'm sorry...What did you just say Narinth?" Nadia asked with disbelief as she leaned forward in her seat.
Within the living room of Nadia's home, three women sat upon the arced couches circling the centre. Oddly enough, Sylvanas appeared to be dressed in casual clothing rather than her Ranger-General's outfit. Her clothing consisted of a blue blouse, black tights, and leather boots. The woman that sat opposite the two others appeared to be in a Ranger-Captain's outfit of red, gold and black. She had scarlet hair, azure eyes, and mature facial features.
"I said…." Narinth stated as she took a sip of her tea. "Young Sylvanas here will be delivering triplets."
"Trip-lets?!" Sylvanas asked in a louder voice than she intended, her eyes wide with shock. "How….?!"
"That I am not sure. Half-Elf twins are already rare enough. But to think that you're actually going to be giving birth to triplets." Narinth mused. "Considering that, you'll need to eat quite a bit more than you already do as well as limit your physical activities."
"But I'm-"
"I understand that you are the Ranger-General of Silvermoon, after all I was one of the few that chose to make you so. However during your pregnancy, I would recommend that you limit, and I mean really limit, your activities as Ranger-General." Narinth took another sip of her tea before sighing and giving a small smile. "But knowing how you'll feel compelled to perform your duties as exceptionally as you could, and that Nadia would feel guilty stopping you. I would recommend that you appoint a temporary Ranger-General whilst you focus on your children."
A short silence followed as Nadia and Sylvanas exchanged glances.
"I understand. I will take time off as soon as possible." Sylvanas stated in a certain tone.
"Are you sure?" Nadia asked with a hint of guilt.
"Of course I'm sure." Sylvanas smiled reassuringly as she cupped Nadia's face with one of her hands. "Our children come first."
Still unsure, Nadia gave a small smile and simply nodded as Narinth chuckled and stated. "Just consider this a holiday of sorts. After all, Sylvanas never seems to take any."
Standing up, Narinth made to leave.
"Thank you, Narinth." Nadia stated with a smile.
"Any time Nadia." She replied in kind as she turned and headed to the door. "Oh by the way. It's fine if you two have some… night time 'fun' for the first few months. Just don't get too crazy."
The pair of lovers seemed to blush profusely from that comment as the former Ranger-General departed, going outside and mounting a fiery Dragonhawk.
"I guess….you'd have to stay either here or at the Windrunner Spire for the next year or so…" Nadia stated, averting her gaze.
"Well evidently I will be staying here…" Sylvanas answered as she stood up and straddled Nadia, surprising the raven-haired woman. In a seductive tone, she continued. "...That way I'd get to have a little more fun with you."
"Anything you want." Nadia whispered back as the blonde beauty leaned down for a kiss.
"That's a rule." Sylvanas replied playfully, an entrancing smile on her face as she felt Nadia's soft hands grab at her muscled thighs. "And I think you know exactly what I want right now."
Port City Aurelion…
In the year the Legion and Valkyries arrived in Quel'thalas to defeat the Amani Empire, the Port city of Aurelion was built on the coasts to the east of the Outer Elfgate. The city was originally intended to house both the soldiers and the Legion Fleet, but as the years passed, many Sin'dorei people have also taken to living in the great city. Other than this city, a great wall measuring over forty meters tall was also built, circling Aurelion's already tall wall and expanding the city's territory by hundreds, if not thousands of hectares.
Upon a great cliff at the Northernmost part of the city wall, a great citadel was built, it's spires towering over everything in sight. Within the confines of this great steel castle, three leaders of the Legion and Valkyries were currently engaged in a conversation that would affect the outcome of the wars that will decide the fate of Azeroth's inhabitants.
"We will need to add more blades into the walls if we are to stand a chance in defending against what is to come!" A beautiful Valkyrie shouted, her bronze hair swaying around her in waves. Her outfit was similar to that of Reyna's, being silver, white and gold in colour, and decorated by feathers the colour of snow. The room that were currently within appeared to be filled with shelves of books and scrolls that marked reports and other statistics of the city.
"I'm telling you, our defences at this moment in time will be sufficient for dealing with the first waves." Captain Kyrios of the Legion replied in a calm voice as he looked down at a map of Quel'thalas marked by chess pieces. Placing his armored-hand to his chin, he seemed to ponder deeply. "But I agree in terms of crafting more weapons for our troops and perhaps sharpening our defenses."
"What we should also be concerned about are the people of this world." A second woman stated, this one being much younger and appearing to be a Sin'dorei. Her blonde hair flowed like a river around her petite face, her beauty brought out by her pair of emerald orbs. The armor she wore was that of a Valkyrie's. Like the other woman's, it was white and silver, trimmed with gold and decorated with feathers of white. There was a difference however, being that she wore a V-shaped crown that completed her set of armor.
"What do you propose Sylda?" The other Valkyrie asked.
"This may be unreasonable, Commander Taliah, but…" Sylda took a step forward and pointed a finger at a spot on the 3D map. "If we were to expand our Outer Walls all the way to the Western Coasts, then we could be saving hundreds of thousands of lives."
"I see the problem though." Kyrios stated after but a few moments of consideration. Leaning forward and supporting himself on the table with his hands, he explained. "King Anasterian and the ruling council of Quel'thalas would never allow us to construct a wall that renders theirs insignificant. On top of that, the location for the invasion is in that specific region."
"Lives will be lost either way…" A fourth, distorted voice suddenly stated in an authoritative tone from the doorway. Turning their heads, the three looked upon a tall man in heavy armor and crimson eyes, armed with twin blades sheathed at his sides.
"General Proteus." Kyrios gave a small nod in respect as the taller man came forward to the table, his helmet making him look menacing.
"...People in outliers during the invasion will no doubt become prey to those monsters." Proteus continued, his voice devoid of emotion. "Giants that hunt without pause. Devour with an insatiable hunger. Near-mindless, yet lethal beyond any other."
"I had received news that Anor Londo was overrun by an army of them." Taliah stated, a hint of sadness within her voice. "Who was their leader?"
A moment of silence followed before Proteus replied in a low and dangerous tone. "Yeager."
There was nothing more to be said on the matter. Everyone in the room knew exactly what it meant.
So yeah...stuff. It gets more intense and action-packed starting from the next few chapters.