The Eye, once the home of the Spellweaver, largely undisturbed by outside intrusion, was now the sight of one of the largest construction projects known to Azeroth. Starshield, after learning of Malygos's wish, took it upon himself to form a league of heroes, both Horde and Alliance, to protect their species from certain doom, and had started this undertaking by creating a great city in the Eye of Eternity. He had gathered contacts from across the continents to help build the city, and seeing how well these heroes worked with those that would otherwise be their enemies, he decided to name their base the City of Miracles, after the miracle of cooperation that formed it.
As their foundation grew, he realized that they would need to grow as an organization, and formulated different ideas of recruiting without drawing attention from the Horde and Alliance governments. As he thought this out, he recieved word of an anomaly south of the Maelstrom, and gathered his old allies Lerrac the priest, and Mokcie the mage, to fly out to investigate.
"This is grave news," Mokcie said. "A situation like this could be an invasion of the Old Gods' minions, and we have no way to fight that!"
Lerrac sighed and rebuked, "If this was an attack of the Old gods, then the horde and alliance would stil take atcion to fight them. Besides, between the three of us alone, we could put a great dent in their numbers."
He then gasped as he saw a strange glow coming from an island.
"And we better make it count, because I see the anomaly. Let's go!"
The three of them landed at the island, which seemed deserted at first, but after a brief exploration of the area, they found a twilight base.
"I knew it!" Starshield shouted. "The hammer seaks to once again unleash destruction on us, but not today!"
He rushed into the area, and when the guards saw him, they immediately surrendered, much to his surprize.
"Please, hero, don't hurt us!" one human cried.
"I only joined them to save myself, I'm sorry!" an orc woman pleaded.
"Well, as much as I want to hurt you for taking the cowards' way out of an avoidable situation, I won't hurt any of you. But until further notice, I'll have to keep an eye on you until some neutral ships send you all home."
Mokcie and Lerrac returned to the mainlands and sent for some ships, but during Starshield's occupation, he discussed what he was trying to do.
"So, you want to unite heroes from the horde and alliance, to form some sort of post-apocalype ready society?" some one asked.
"No, I am going to form this group to prevent the mutual destruction of the horde and alliance, and work for the advances of our people."
"Well," another from the crowd interjected, "I want to join you!"
The entire population of the camp was quickly abuzz with support of his work.
"If you all wish to join me, then you must be conditioned to your peaks. My first lesson to each of you, power is powerless without talent. Once I am done training you all, you will know what this means.
Are you ready?"