Shadowforge City was an underground city, an underground city through and through.
It had been built inside the hollowed-out Blackrock Mountain. Beneath it lay a gigantic lake of magma, created by the arrival of the Firelord Avatar. In effect, the city hung suspended above that scorching land.
But that did not mean Shadowforge City was small. In fact, to be fair, the Dark Iron Dwarves' city was actually somewhat larger than Ironforge.
In the game, Shadowforge City was a place players both loved and hated. The equipment that dropped here had been absolutely indispensable to players at the time, but even more than a decade into the game's life, large numbers of players still got lost here. Apart from the old veterans, few could remember the city's tangled roads.
Getting lost in here for an hour or two was all too common.
Fortunately, Dick was just such an old veteran.
Although he had used it many times, the Shadow of Flourishing Leaves' stealth effect was still just as good. Dick had not even drunk the liquor Plugger so strongly recommended, which could temporarily give him the appearance of a Dark Iron Dwarf but tasted terrible. Even without it, he could roam freely through Shadowforge City in a vast gray-white field of vision.
The Shadow of Flourishing Leaves achieved stealth by altering the refraction of light. The mysterious power bestowed by the Ata'mal Crystal also concealed Dick's sounds and presence. In theory, as long as he did not reveal himself, even Windsor, with his "exceptionally high perception," could not sense him.
Dick made his way out through the back door of the Grim Guzzler with practiced familiarity, dodging one dwarf after another walking along the streets. After several minutes, he turned right through an inconspicuous hidden door.
It led to a