It had been a month since Anaelyn had found Tyll'a, and the two had grown to consider each other as friends. Anaelyn had explained to Tyll'a where he was, and Tyll'a had told Anaelyn about the family he had unwillingly left behind. Anaelyn looked at Tyll'a's face, and asked a question that, even after a month of caring for him, she hadn't yet asked him. "What happened to your eye?"
"Oh, that. I was defending the woman I loved from a Miqo'te who wanted her, but she didn't want him."
Anaelyn could tell from the look in Tyll'a's remaining eye that he was angry at something. "The Light honors those who defend the weak. But you seem…upset. Angry, even."
"Of course I'm angry. She had proposed marriage to me, and then she left me for someone else! I'm still hurt over that…"
"I can understand why you would be, especially since you gave an eye to protect her. Alas, I have never known love myself."
"In all your years, you've never known love? Not even once?" Tyll'a looked genuinely concerned for the draenei that had saved him and become his friend.
"No. No one wanted me because my brother was man'ari – a demon. It is like what you described of your childhood, but I have had to deal with that even in adulthood."
It was clear to Tyll'a that Anaelyn was sad about her brother. He asked her, "How could your brother be a demon, when you're anything but? Unless you're talking about something like how the Garleans call E'tifih and me 'Demons…'"
Anaelyn shook her head. "You told me they call you that because you would kill them to try to avenge your sister. She is one with the Light now…I can only hope the same is true of my brother. He may have been man'ari, and he may have accepted the curse of Sargeras where I did not, but he rejected the Burning Legion, and died fighting them. Just like you wanted revenge for your sister's death…so too did I want revenge for that of my brother. And that is why I took my quest to become Lightforged."
"Lightforged? What's that?"
"You've seen how most draenei aren't like me? That is because I was infused with the Light. Not all can survive the quest to become Lightforged, and I was one of the lucky few. And even though I have only known you for a short time, I see you have the same stubborn heart that I do. I will ask the High Exarch if there is any way he can help you. Out of everyone I know, he's the one who would most be able to help you return home."
"Home…" Tyll'a couldn't believe what he was hearing. He would be able to reunite with his family!
