Nestled within the heart of the Dragon Isles, the Algeth'ar Academy stands as a beacon of hope and knowledge for dragonkind. Founded in an era when dreams of peace and prosperity felt like distant illusions, the Academy became the realization of a forgotten hope—a place where dragons could study, learn, and grow without the shadows of conflict and war. Its magnificent halls and towers resonate with ancient wisdom, where, for thousands of years, dragons have shared their history and knowledge, deepening their understanding of themselves and the world.

During the War of the Ancients, when the dragons were forced to leave their beloved Isles, Headteacher Doragosa devised a way to preserve the Academy’s legacy. Crafting a simulacrum of herself, she left a piece of her spirit within its walls to watch over the academy, ensuring that its purpose and spirit would endure through the ages of dormancy.

Now, with the reawakening of the Dragon Isles, the Algeth'ar Academy has once again opened its doors. Guided by Headteacher Doragosa, both in the flesh and through her timeless simulacrum, the Academy has undergone a transformation, welcoming students from all walks of life—not just dragons. The Academy seeks to cultivate a vibrant community of scholars, artists, and warriors, inviting adventurers and curious minds to walk its storied halls and partake in its storied heritage.

Under Doragosa's watchful eye, Algeth’ar Academy is more than just an institution; it is a testament to the resilience of dreams, a living archive of dragonkind's legacy, and a vibrant hub of knowledge ready to shape the minds of future generations.

Hidden deep within the fiery heart of Blackrock Mountain lies Blackrock Caverns, a blistering forge and testing ground for the Twilight's Hammer's most twisted designs. Rumors claim that the labyrinth was carved by Deathwing himself, a dark corridor to transport elementals from Mount Hyjal to Blackrock Mountain—a network of secrecy and shadow, winding through the bowels of Azeroth. Here, the Twilight’s Hammer cult works feverishly to reshape the world in the image of the Old Gods, using Blackrock Caverns as their hub of vile experimentation.

Surrounded by magma flows, searing heat, and the ever-present danger of unstable elementals, the caverns pulse with dark energies. In this inferno, the cult's most fanatical members undergo torturous transformation rituals, reshaping them into twilight drakonids—twisted beings merging the fury of dragons with the devotion of zealots. Blackrock Caverns is more than a forge; it is a crucible of madness, where loyal cultists are "reborn" to serve as the monstrous vanguard of an apocalyptic vision.

Beneath the spire’s more traveled paths, the caverns seethe with purpose. Boiling spouts of magma light the cult's unholy work, casting eerie shadows as these dark rituals unfold. The Twilight’s Hammer, ever-dedicated to their prophecy of the Hour of Twilight, reforge their own within this molten stronghold, preparing them to bring devastation to the world above. Adventurers who dare to descend into Blackrock Caverns risk not only the wrath of fire and shadow but also the relentless fanaticism of a cult that sees destruction as a sacred purpose.

Far off the windswept coast of Azsuna, among the treacherous shoals and storm-laden skies, lies the Eye of Azshara—a site of immense, ancient power buried deep beneath the waves. Once part of the vast dominion of Queen Azshara, this region remains steeped in her lingering influence, where every gust of wind and crashing wave seems to carry whispers of the sea queen’s dark magic. Here, her loyal naga minions seek the legendary Tidestone of Golganneth, an artifact of ancient power capable of shifting the very tides and storms themselves, and they will stop at nothing to bring it to their queen.

The Eye of Azshara is not just a place; it is a battleground, where the air thrums with the electricity of an impending storm, a foreboding harbinger of the queen’s wrath. Storm clouds churn in the sky, and waters roil with unnatural fury as the naga prepare to channel the ancient energies of the Tidestone to summon an embodiment of Azshara's wrath—a monstrous force intended to drown her enemies and reclaim the lands in her name.

Adventurers who brave the Eye of Azshara face relentless naga forces, commanded by fanatical champions determined to secure the Tidestone and unleash a tidal wave of destruction. Amidst this chaotic coastal expanse, they must contend with the raw, untamed power of the sea itself, as the forces of Queen Azshara work tirelessly to ensure that no one stands in the way of her dominion over the waters and all who dwell beneath them.

Once a vibrant jungle stronghold of the Gurubashi Empire, the city of Zul'Farrak stood proudly in the lush landscape that was ancient Tanaris. But when the Great Sundering shattered Azeroth, this once-thriving jungle was transformed into an unforgiving desert, and the Farraki tribe of trolls found themselves stranded amidst the scorching sands. Over centuries, they adapted to the hostile environment, becoming the ruthless Sandfury trolls—a fierce and cunning people known for their dark mysticism and merciless ways.

Today, Zul'Farrak is a sun-blasted ruin, a relic of a long-lost world, where the Sandfury trolls defend their ancient heritage with a zeal sharpened by the harsh desert. Troll legends speak of Sul’thraze the Lasher, a powerful blade rumored to instill fear in even the bravest of foes. This weapon, said to have been split into two halves and hidden within Zul'Farrak, draws many adventurers seeking to claim its power. Yet, few who enter Zul'Farrak leave unscathed, as the city guards not only ancient weapons but also dark secrets and ruthless defenders.

Among the city’s many perils is a chilling rumor whispered by desert travelers—of a mighty demigod, sleeping within a sacred pool at Zul’Farrak’s heart. This creature, known as Gahz’rilla, is a monstrous being capable of wreaking devastation upon any foolish enough to awaken him. Many have met their doom attempting to challenge this mighty creature, leaving only tales of their fate to linger among the Sandfury trolls.

In the wake of the Cataclysm, Zul’Farrak lies in even greater ruin, a wasteland within a wasteland. Yet the surviving Sandfury trolls have found new purpose, joining forces with the Zandalari to reclaim their place in troll history. To this day, Zul’Farrak stands as both a deadly maze and a testament to the resilience of the Sandfury, challenging any who would enter its scorching, mystic halls.