Sunsworn Response

Reiterate to her every word you've heard from me.

My resources are mine to wield as I see fit, and in this moment, they serve to influence those whose opinions truly matter. The throne shall be mine, and under my rule, our people will flourish.

Certainly, I could distribute these resources to the poor. But to what end? The very next day, they would find themselves in need once again. We must establish a solid infrastructure to sustain them?farms, vineyards, proper hunting grounds. Simply providing daily sustenance accomplishes nothing. Rest assured, with the crown in my possession, ensuring the welfare of the Quel'dorei will be my foremost priority. However, if some must perish before that vision is realized... well, that's regrettable.

Now, be on your way, and ensure Liadrin hears every bit of it.

Did you find Astalor?

<You repeat Astalor's words to the priestess, ensuring no detail is omitted. As you deliver his message, you witness a simmering rage in the priestess's eyes. A faint green glow emanates from them, transforming her countenance into that of an entirely different person.>

Very well. I anticipated as much from him. What sheer arrogance. No cause is worth the continued suffering of even a single Quel'dorei. We have endured enough, and I will ensure that Astalor comprehends this. Soon...