While the colonial invasion war in the parallel world of Draenor was raging fiercely, things were no less restless in Azeroth itself.
Well, that was only natural. After all, this was the World of Azeroth. If there weren't some disaster or war breaking out every other day, people would find it strange.
The Titan laboratory of Uldir on Zandalar Isle had only just been pacified when trouble erupted in another region.
The overall situation in the Broken Isles was growing increasingly dire. The independent Blue Dragon clan led by Sathrovarr, who had lived in Azsuna for generations, kept sending requests for aid to the Night Empire. Their diplomatic ambassador, Stellagosa, had taken up permanent residence in Suramar City, serving as the link between the Azsuna Blue Dragons, the Eternal Night Prime Minister Council, and the Eternal Night God-Emperor.
The Nightfallen from Greater Suramar in the Broken Isles were launching increasingly intense attacks by the day. Although Suramar had risen into the sky ten thousand years ago, leaving behind an enormous crater, quite a number of Highborne still lived in the areas surrounding Suramar City.
Thus, after Suramar departed into the sky, this group continued calling the place Greater Suramar and built their own crude settlement within the massive crater.
These Highborne had no source of arcane power. They could only rely on the mana crystals scattered throughout Greater Suramar to satisfy their magic addiction, gradually undergoing physical mutations in the process. Their limbs became slender and elongated, their faces sharp and gaunt, and their skin became covered in mana patterns. They now called themselves the Nightfallen.
By now, Greater Suramar's reserves of mana crystals were nearing depletion. The numerous Nightfallen had no choice but to seek a new source of arcane power, so they set their sights on Azurewing Roost