The morning sunlight spilled across the beaches of Southshore!
The sound of seawater lapping against the reefs came from the shoreline, just as it always did.
Herni Mareb, a town councillor of Southshore, patrolled the beach as usual... checking for stranded ships or other accidents, as well as the movements of nearby aquatic creatures such as murlocs and Naga.
Suddenly, he stopped, for he had heard a strange sound.
A rather low sound came from the depths of the sea.
Herni Mareb rose onto his toes and gazed into the distance... suddenly, he saw a line of dark shapes appear along the shoreline.
Mareb could not help retreating a few steps. From his experience years ago, those dark shapes were definitely not waves... he hurriedly sounded the alarm in his hand, and Southshore's militia appeared along the beach in answer to his call.
The dark shapes finally revealed themselves: a fleet, an enormous fleet... the shadows separated into countless individual shapes, each one a massive ship!
Southshore was a reasonably decent port, with plenty of ships coming and going each day; but this was the first time any of these militiamen had seen hundreds, perhaps even a thousand ships appear at once, and they could not help feeling puzzled.
Some ordinary residents were drawn outside as well, watching the enormous fleet with some alarm.
Many residents brought out harpoons, hoes, and even wooden clubs as weapons, standing on the beach and glaring warily out to sea.
A thousand ships could practically be called a nation!
Where had they come from?
What had brought them all here at once?
Why had they come to Lordaeron?
Questions spread among every resident of Southshore... the women had already retreated into their houses with their children; the mayor and town councillors had all appeared,