The Dark Iron dwarves destroyed its twin a year after the Third War. Countless travelers crossed this marvel that seemed to defy the laws of nature and gravity. Their work connected the continents of Lordaeron and Khaz Modan. Craftsmen and engineers from Khaz Modan had built the immense pair of bridges that reach across the Thandol Strait. The broken Thandol Span in the south is a fitting metaphor for the Highlands.
Like so much of the continent, Stromgarde today is little more than ruins and the memories of grandeur. It fell apart from within, abruptly and seemingly overnight. The Scourge never reached Stromgarde, at least not in any significant way. The Troll Wars were long since over, but the trolls certainly were not. Much like the empire that came before, Stromgarde was a nation of soldiers. The red flag of Stromgarde soon flew over the land, faithfully carried by the warrior leaders of old Arathor. Tempered in endless conflicts against trolls and other humans, they were already a force to be reckoned with.Įven after the strange and bloodless dissolution of the Arathor Empire, Arathi remained one of the core realms of the human race. Human tribes flocked from the hills and moors to follow the banner of Thoradin. Yet there it did, forged from the necessity of outside threats.
The cold and rocky highlands of Arathi were a strange place for human civilization to begin.
