Having left the Undercity, I drove up a bit to the north and entered the happy little town of Brill.

I parked my Hog and stopped in the inn. There was a group of Level 80s doing some role-playing inside. They didn't seem too pleased to see me. Hey, dudes, I'm just passing through town!

I headed out again to visit Brill's main attraction - the largest graveyard in all of Azeroth.

Here I am passing through one of Tirisfal's historic covered bridges:

Over to the west, nearing the mountains, I came across what looked like a well-guarded fortress:

Turns out it was the starting zone for all Undead, except for me for some reason, as I started out life as a Death Knight. I found a crypt and drove down the stairs, to be greeted by a rather morose innkeeper:

He thanked me for waking up and had some very trivial tasks for me. I had to tell him politely: "Thanks, but no thanks", then I headed out again.

I had a good time in Tirisfal, and my batling companion met several of his elder cousins. Nevertheless, it was time to move on south. With the massive bulk of the Undercity to my left, I continue on to newer pastures...