Southern Kalimdor had been a desert since the dawn of recorded history.
From Silithus to Tanaris, even mysterious Uldum had been covered in yellow sand. It was a barren landscape, but that did not mean there was no life there. In fact, secrets handed down from time immemorial lay hidden in those deserts.
Time had buried them beneath the yellow sands, millennium after millennium, waiting for those who came later to unearth them.
But secrets were not the only things there. There were also the trolls found throughout the world, and Sandfury, a troll tribe said to date back to the Zandalar era, entrenched in the yellow sands of Tanaris.
There were goblins, too. The Steamwheedle Port Company had its headquarters here, and the goblins had also built a large settlement called Gadgetzan. No one knew what business these goblins conducted here, but judging by information from the dark world, they had probably first come in search of a legendary troll artifact.
Then, as with any story involving goblins, they had eventually found a way to make money, and artifacts and such had been tossed to the back of their minds.
"Trust me, Earl, the Steamwheedle Port Trading Company is no good as a business partner. In fact, in this desolate place, aside from Steamwheedle Port being of some use, all the other buildings look like a heap of garbage to me. They're completely unworthy of someone of your standing. You could rest at my grand villa in the Shimmering Flats instead. Besides the thrilling races, all the amenities there are first-rate!"
Dressed in his formal suit, the goblin Lauren sat beside Dick, tirelessly pitching the amusement park he had invested in at the Shimmering Flats. Unfortunately, Dick took in very little of it. In fact, the paladin had made