Arriving at the Nethergarde Keep, we mounted up and rode off towards our destiny through the Dark Portal. Once through, we were greeted by the familiar vistas from all the screenshots we've been obsessively combing through for the past few months. Cracked, orange earth contrasted with the galactic symphony going on in the sky - how many moons does Outland have?
We found a small cluster of Alliance quest-givers that plopped us on the first griffon out of there. We flew to Honor Hold (the Alliance outpost in Hellfire Peninsula) where we were greeted by a tattered group of soldiers that looked like they'd been in the field way too long. These trusty Alliance troops confronted us with a dreadful revelation: these guys had been stuck in this demon infested cesspool for years without any relief. One thing was clear, it was time for us to step up and lend a hand.
