Fallen Moon.
This was a highland hidden within dense forests northwest of Shadowmoon Valley, bordering the valley's coastline and facing the Tanaan Jungle farther north across the sea. It was also the largest nesting ground in Shadowmoon Valley for Draenor's native giant shadow ravens.
It truly was a place of breathtaking scenery, but it was rather desolate.
Aside from a few Draenei anglers, few people would risk attacks by the enormous ravens to venture into this remote place. Even the Shadowmoon Orcs who had lived here far longer rarely came, for their legends claimed that certain "sprites" dwelled within these woods.
Superstitious orcs would not choose to disturb those mysterious and dangerous creatures.
"The sprites the orcs speak of are actually herbaceous creatures native to Draenor. While there is no Spriggan settlement here, those annoying, noisy Podlings still travel through the area in groups. They use their height and concealment advantages to ambush any outsiders who enter the forest.
"Beyond that, elemental power is active here as well.
"An ancient Rock Elemental sleeps in a cave somewhere beneath our feet. We'd best tread lightly and not disturb it."
Dick held Neri's hand as they walked through the forest. He knew the terrain as well as his own bedroom, choosing the easiest route and leading Neri up the highland without alerting the ravens or the irritating Podlings.
They arrived at a cliff overlooking the sea.
The moment they raised their heads, they could see the dazzling, magnificent sunset over the Tanaan Jungle. Evening clouds like blazing fire spread across the waters of the entire Zangar Sea before them, and the rippling light carried a hint of untamed natural beauty.
"How is it?"
Dick turned back and said to Neri:
"Doesn't this scenery remind you of the sunset along the coast of