After leaving the coast of Northrend, the fleet sailed into the vast ocean. This sea area is almost different from the sea area between Eastern Kingdoms and Northrend. Except for the occasional small island, everything as far as the eye can see is basically dark blue water. Even sailors who are most accustomed to life at sea will inevitably become depressed in this environment.
When the sailors on the pilot boat's observation deck informed everyone that land could be seen before their eyes, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Although Tidesages is in charge and there is a map to help, no one can tell what we will encounter on the vast ocean, especially since we have to adjust our course several times to avoid storms on the way, so it is not impossible to get lost because of this.
Now that it is confirmed that there is land ahead, everyone in the fleet is relieved. However, as the fleet gets closer and closer to the vast and primitive land over there, everyone realizes a problem:
"There's no way to log in here..."
Tandred held up the telescope and looked at the land carefully, "According to my observation, this area is completely surrounded by mountains, and there is not even a beach for docking. Didn't we drift to Dun Morogh?"
Of course Tandred was joking. Although the fleet's course was a little blurry, he at least knew the distance of the fleet's voyage. It was impossible for him to sail near Dun Morogh by accident.
However, the scene in front of him really reminded Tandred of Dun Morogh. The same were the towering mountains covered with ice and snow, and the same lack of beaches for the fleet to dock.
"Aaron, do you want to take a look?" Tandred handed the telescope to Aaron: "Can the prophet point out a parking location for us?"
"I know where we are without looking." Aaron said this. He still took the telescope from Tandred in his hand and kept looking for his target. Although he guessed that this must be Winterspring, what if the fleet got lost and reached Kun-Lai Summit?
When a two-headed beast covered with blue hair and bat-like wings appeared in the field of view of the telescope, the little worry in Aaron's heart was finally dissipated. Since Chimaera appeared, this must be Winterspring.
"As for the parking location..." Aaron thought for a while and motioned Tandred to follow him to the captain's cabin. There was a clear map there. It would be more convenient if there was a map.
"We now have two options," Aaron pointed twice on the expanded map, "Go around from the west, or go directly south from here. You can see beaches suitable for landing on both sides."
What Aaron is talking about is the two areas Darkshore and Azshara. Both areas can be regarded as the border areas of the area ruled by Night Elf. If there is a difference, the Azshara area seems to have been received by Night Elf Cursed, and seeing the dilapidated ruins in this area will remind Night Elf of the Sundering ten thousand years ago, so most Night Elf are unwilling to stay in the Azshara area, otherwise they would not give this area to Horde in the "official history".
The situation of Darkshore is better. This area is adjacent to Mount Hyjal (Felwood was contaminated in Third War, and now it still belongs to Mount Hyjal), although the Night Elfs have not planted World Tree in the sea areas other than Darkshore, there are still some Night Elfs settled in this area.
Aaron prefers to go to Azshara. The probability of meeting Night Elf directly there is relatively small, so it can be regarded as a buffer zone.
"In that case, let's go to this place called Darkshore," Tandred thought for a while and made a decision, "Sooner or later we have to deal with Night Elf. Why not go and have a look now? I don't believe they can be more difficult to deal with than High Elf."
"Cough." Vereesa coughed dryly with a little embarrassment, but she knew very well that her people were indeed difficult to deal with, so she didn't say anything more.
"Sorry, Miss Windrunner, I didn't..." Tandred showed a sly smile, turned and left the cabin, went to give orders to the sailors, and prepared to turn to Darkshore.
From this, we can get a glimpse of the spiritual tradition of Kul Tiras people, which is full of courage and enterprising spirit. However, once things do not go smoothly, you will have to pay some extra costs for it. However, compared with the benefits gained from taking risks, these costs are considered within the acceptable range.
As the fleet turns to the west, you can see the mountains in the north of Winterspring extending for a long distance to the west. As the coastline turns to the southwest, after turning the bend, you can see that the height of the seaside peaks gradually decreases. Eventually, the ice and snow disappear from the fleet's field of vision, and are replaced by lush and unusual forests.
Aaron can clearly sense the abundant natural energy in those forests. Although it is not as good as Sholazar Basin, it is still much stronger than Eversong Woods.
Aaron vaguely sensed that there were some practitioners of the Way of Nature behind the mountain forest. That place should be Moonglade, one of the residences of Druid, and there were also a large number of The descendants of Cenarius live there. As for the powerful creatures like Ursoc, they are not aware of it. It seems that Cenarius is not in Moonglade.
After driving along the coast for a few days, the height of the mountains on the seaside became smaller and smaller, and there were faint traces of some building ruins among the dense jungle. When the terrain of the mountains gradually turned into hills, a beach covered with ruins could already be seen in front of the fleet.
"Shall we land here?" Tandred asked Aaron for his opinion.
Aaron shook his head, "Keep going forward. If I remember correctly, this area should be the territory of Troll and Undead. It is not suitable for Ra-den."
"Okay, boys, continue walking along the coast." Tandred shouted to the sailors with a loud voice unique to men at sea, completely forgetting that he was relatively young in the fleet.
As the fleet gradually turned south along the coast, a small boat with a completely different style from the fleet appeared in front of the fleet. It was a small boat decorated with purple patterns. Standing on the bow was a female elf with dark purple skin. The elf held a long bow in her hand. When she saw the fleet approaching, she immediately shot a signal arrow into the sky.
The arrow with a whistling sound quickly rose into the sky and turned into a burst of fireworks in mid-air. It seemed to be a signal bomb to convey a message.
At the same time, the female elf shouted to the fleet, "Fandudathbelore"
"They seem to be asking about our identities." Vereesa said unconvincingly.