Azeroth Shadow of the Moon

In 2430 before the Dark Portal, the expansion of the Arathor Empire continued from generation to generation.

The feudal lords in various places have basically consolidated their territories, and trade exchanges and border frictions between the city-states have gradually come to the fore.

However, these problems have little to do with the night elves. Although Andrea still maintains her focus on the Eastern Continent, after the initial period of great development, young humans have also entered a relatively stable era.

At this time, Andrea was teasing one of the fully grown magic sabers at home.

Since the three little leopards were brought home, the mentally retarded and ugly Akumail began to fall out of favor, and Leticia spent more time paying attention to the growing Magicsaber.

Workaholic Shandris has slowed down her pace of life in the past few hundred years, and no longer goes to the military camp to clock in for work on time every day.

However, this does not mean that Shandris is slacking off on her essential work, and the situation in the various frontier regions of the Dark Night Republic is still under her control.

Since Aurora's arcane studies had basically come to an end, Seles unloaded her burden and turned her attention to the Kingdom of Quel'Thalas across the sea.

She kept her promise to Li Reza, and occasionally sent to Quel'Thalas to visit the little ranger who was growing up. Keep up the correspondence.

As the fallout from the troll wars receded, calm returned to Quel'Thalas.

There are always endless banquets in Silvermoon City throughout the year. The nobles are enjoying the peaceful life after the war.

Although Anasteria was dissatisfied with this decadent and extravagant atmosphere, everyone around him was enjoying life recklessly, and only a few people kept a clear head. He could only temporarily accept this fact helplessly.

The Sun King tried his best to gather ministers who conformed to his idea of ​​employing people. These people formed the rudiment of the Sunstrider King's Party, and the differences with the aristocratic forces controlled by the Silver Moon Council became more and more serious.

"Hurr~"

Under Andrea's skillful stroking of the cat, the magic saber sitting on his lap let out a pleasant low cry.

Because of the concept of combining work and rest introduced by Andrea, the Dark Night Republic abandoned the uninterrupted 7-day-a-week oppressive working model and changed it to five days off and two days off. Today is the national statutory rest day.

However, just as Andrea was enjoying the vacation leisurely, the sound of hurried footsteps outside the door made his brows twitch.

'The frequency of this impatient footsteps...Fandral? '

Sure enough, the unkempt green-haired man appeared in front of Andrea in the next second.

"Andrea, you've brought some light to what we're concerned about."

"oh?"

Andrea lifted his spirits, patted the lazy Magicsaber beside him, and let it play by itself.

"Tell me."

Fandral nodded, "Let's talk about the conclusion first. The snow-capped mountains in the middle of the Eastern Continent began to show traces of intelligent life activities, and not just a single race, but two groups of similarly short stature supported each other in this cold snow-capped mountain. survive in."

Because Andrea couldn't be sure when the dwarves and gnomes left Uldaman, he specially asked Fandral to arrange for the druids to station in Loch Modan near the wasteland in the name of investigating ecology.

There is only one road from the Badlands to the Dun Morogh Snow Mountain, from Loch Modan in the north to the west.

In this era, the dwarves have not yet repaired the tunnels, and the dwarves who have just left Uldaman follow their instincts to choose a cold mountainous life similar to the storm cliff.

These flesh-and-blood earth spirits lost most of their memories when they were created by the Titans. After leaving Uldaman, they migrated to the Dun Moluo Snow Mountain in a daze, and accidentally encountered some monsters who had been hiding here in some caves in the snow mountain. A gnome that lived for many years.

As a flesh-and-blood mortal race of mechanical gnomes, gnomes left Uldaman hundreds of years earlier than dwarves, and their whereabouts are difficult to track because of their stealthy actions.

Dwarves do not have a strong body like dwarves. Facing the harsh environment, dwarves can only hide and use their clever minds to make tools.

In the case of insufficient resources, it is difficult for a smart woman to live without rice, and the life of the gnomes is very difficult. Andrea sent people to Dun Morogh many times to search but failed to find their hiding place.

Gnomes and dwarves are both descendants of Titan creations, and when they meet each other, they both have an instinctive sense of closeness to each other.

Dwarves have strong bodies and flexible hands, and they have an extraordinary intuition for the mineral resources buried in the Dun Morogh Snow Mountain.

When the dwarves mined and processed the ore, the dwarves carefully designed the drawings, and then the dwarves made it by hand, the prototype of a majestic mountain city began to stand on the highest peak of Dun Morogh Snow Mountain.

"Has it finally appeared..."

Andrea nodded thoughtfully, "I see, let the dwarves and dwarves develop on their own for the time being, and don't interfere with their actions."

"I will go to the Tirisfal Forest in the near future, and it may take a few years to return, so the Council will be handed over to you for the time being."

...

Tirisfal Glades, Sylud Village.

Onyxia looked at this changed lakeside residence in amazement.

A long time ago, the Black Dragon Princess once came here. At that time, this settlement belonged to the high elves. Now the buildings in Xilude Village basically do not show the style of the high elves.

Because she was busy teaching Ebyssian, Onyxia spent most of her time in the Obsidian Holy Land in Dragonblight in recent years.

However, staying in the wilderness where birds don't shit for a long time, Onyxia gradually began to feel uncomfortable and impatient.

After three minutes of heat, Onyxia simply handed over the task of teaching Abyssian to Nefarian and mother Sinestra.

Today's Obsidian Temple is no longer the miserable appearance of two or three black dragons at the beginning. After Deathwing was sieged and disappeared, Sinestra, in the name of the Black Dragon Queen, issued a call to all the black dragons in Azeroth.

As long as the black dragons are not corrupted by Deathwing's crazy bloodline after inspection, they can choose to return to the Dragonbone Wilderness and become a member of the Guardian Dragon Clan again.

Even if Onyxia is not lazy, the black dragon clan still has two princes, Nefarian and Ebyssian, and Sinestra's supervision of her daughter is not as strict as her two sons. Onyxia Ya's application was quickly approved.

The black dragon princess who returned to Kalimdor happened to meet Andrea planning to go to the eastern continent, and immediately joined his team to watch the fun together.

Since he had to deal with the guardian of the titans this time, Andrea didn't bring too many strangers here. Apart from the baby girl Aurora who was eager to learn, there was only the black dragon princess who was as clingy as brown sugar.

Brunhilde had received a message from Priscilla a long time ago, and when Andrea arrived, she was already waiting in the village wearing a light gauze dress that was very different from other tribesmen.

"Andrea, you came just in time."

Brunhilde, who used to have a hint of sadness on his face, now had a bright smile on his face.

"Lord Thorim is about to wake up, please witness with my own eyes."