Travel

The time had come to move on. Just as there is a neverending stream of Night Elves arriving at Teldrassil, so is there a neverending stream of Night Elves migrating to the mainland. Where our civilization began. Where our history played out. Where our glory years lie buried in the land that now ravages in war.

All of the Kaldorei, the Children of the Stars, need to know of our roots, of our journey and of our plight. Only then can we begin to shape our destiny. But first I must tell you how I got here.