World of Warcraft: Dalaran
I remember the first time I’ve seen the lost city of Dalaran. I was a young shaman, about level 20, running shapeshifted like a ghost wolf in the low level zone of Silverpine Forest, enjoying a gentle rain on my brown fur. Inspecting the undead infested forest I came in front of a giant pink semisphere, created by magic and… Continua...
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