"Anyone who judges you by your race and the actions of some of your former kin," the Sin'dorei said to the draenei, with no sign of his usual good cheer or any hint that he might be joking, "will answer to me. And the same to those who claim shamanism is unimportant. There's acceptable disagreements of opinion, and then there's just plain being wrong."

He hadn't raised his voice, but a proclamation like that carried its own weight. Not like his epic speeches, but similar; he meant his words with a force and conviction that made the air vibrate for a long moment after the sound faded.

"But no one has judged either of you for the whole Eredar thing that I've seen, and I hope we stay the course there," he continued as if he hadn't just thundered out that decree. "I think everyone can see that you two aren't about to jump ship to their side."