บท 925: Twilight Apocrypha

Outside Stormwind, the Old Paladin got off his Gryphon and the guards led it over to the Flight Master where its resting spot was.

Stormwind was like the usual today. Compared to Darnassus, Stormwind was much more lively and noisy.

The noise did not only come from the blacksmiths who were forging weapons on their anvils near the hearth. Though this was like music to the Dwarves' ears, to others, the rhythmic banging was quite annoying. As the busiest city in Azeroth, the main source of the noises came from the NPCs and players in the city.

It must have rained earlier on in the day. The air was filled with the moist fragrance of soil as well as the hint of freshly cut grass.

There were many players that challenged each other to PvP fights outside the gates of Stormwind.

Players in the same faction could challenge each other by planting a flag in the ground. It was different from normal PVP as the loser did not drop loot or lose EXP.