The morning sunlight spilled across the balcony of the Violet Citadel.
Below the citadel, a carriage began to move. It left Dalaran and slowly headed south...
At the very top of the Violet Citadel, a pair of wise eyes quietly watched the carriage depart!
"Master mage, where are we going?" the coachman asked from the carriage.
"Southshore!" Karin answered calmly.
Both Karazhan and Stormwind City were a considerable distance from Dalaran.
And Dalaran's mages had always had little contact with the mages of the south... so there were no permanent portals leading south within Dalaran.
Karin could only choose to head to Southshore's docks and travel south by sea.
Southshore had belonged to Lordaeron ever since explorers from Lordaeron followed the Thondroril River here a thousand years ago.
A peculiar kind of reef, Snapping Reef, grew along the coasts of Silverpine Forest, the Gilneas peninsula, and even the Hillsbrad Foothills, severely hampering their maritime trade! Southshore was therefore one of the few outlets to the sea on the southern coast of the northern continent... and an important port!
The neighboring kingdoms of Alterac and Stromgarde had long coveted this port, held back only by Lordaeron's intimidating might.
Southshore's docks bustled with people, their prosperity rivaling that of Sunsail Anchorage.
The appearance of an elf mage also drew something of a crowd... very few high elves from Quel'Thalas came this far south.
On a nearby beach, Karin spotted two little boys holding fishing rods.
He could faintly hear their conversation:
"Hal..."
"What is it, Nat?"
"My luck's so bad today. I've been fishing for an hour and only caught ten fish..."
"Shut up, Nat Pagle! I haven't caught a single fish yet!"
"But normally I can catch at least fifteen..."
Nat Pagle? Hearing that familiar name, Karin froze for a