You touch the small white crystal and you can hear faint sounds on the wind. This is an audio recording of some sort. "The Rebellion in Eldre'Thalas, Part 1"

"Whatever the truth may be, our benefactors clearly have no wish to speak of Al'Akir or his servants, and they are quick to dismiss all rumors of the Windlord's presence as idle fancy, unworthy of serious heed. They assure us that we need not trouble ourselves with such matters here, safe upon our Skyborne Isles. While this offers solemn comfort to many, it also raises a troubling question: what, precisely, are the wind spirits concealing from us?"

"Who is Al'Akir the Windlord? The priests of the radical Al'Aketh would have us believe him to be the true ruler of Skywall, the realm we now call home. In their telling, we are but interlopers here, and one day Al'Akir shall appear before us to reckon with our trespass into his dominion within the elemental plane. Though such claims may at first seem the ravings of the misguided or the mad, there may yet be some measure of truth in them. When asked of Al'Akir's nature, the wind spirits grow evasive and agitated. Indeed, even the mere speaking of the so-called "Windlord's" name appears to cause them profound unease, perhaps even fear."

If anyone finds this, please, do your best to stop them. There were only a few left at the tower when I scribbled this note and crawled away. Also, try and get Raani's lucky feather from his body. He liked to tell tall tales about how he plucked it from some kind of firebird and I think he'd want to make sure that it made it's way back home. If you are also able to retrieve Arvensus Shadowsong's family signet from his body, please do so. High Elder Shadowsong is his uncle and he would want it to be returned to the family.

"Of late, the magisters of the High Order have grown increasingly wary of the wind spirits' motives, insisting that all powers and perils native to this realm must be better understood. Even if such dangers lie far from us now, the magisters maintain that such knowledge will better prepare us to face whatever may yet come."

As soon as the fighting stopped, they started moving massive crates of windstones to the top of the tower. The leader, some kind of priest, said something about a ritual. I'm writing this note just in case I don't make it back to Shen'dar to warn Aonda, but they are doing something here. Something bad.

<You touch the small white crystal and you can hear faint sounds on the wind. This is an audio recording of some sort.> "On The Windlord."

The cult hit us by surprise. Raani never saw it coming and Arvensus took a sword to the gut. For my part, I took a lightning bolt to the chest and blacked out. They never bothered to finish me off... I guess they assumed my wounds would do me in. When its all said and done, I suspect they might.

"The skyseer elders among the Windshapers, by contrast, place implicit trust in the wind spirits and regard any questioning of their designs as an affront to our benefactors. They hold that our patrons in Skywall have already sacrificed much to bring us here and sustain us. They assert that if any further knowledge was vital to our survival, they would surely reveal it in due course. This difference in belief has given rise to no small measure of tension between the two orders. Whatever the truth may be, it is plain that we are not alone in this realm, and that many mysteries yet remain beyond our present understanding."

You touch the small white crystal and you can hear faint sounds on the wind. This is an audio recording of some sort. "The Sky-Touched Mystery"

"In the immediate aftermath of the battle, Tortheldrin's forces were scattered and disorganized. Most were occupied with securing the city once more, and this distraction allowed the remaining rebels to escape and regroup. With nowhere else to go, the Shal'nan marched what was left of his exhausted forces west, toward the coast."

You touch the small white crystal and you can hear faint sounds on the wind. This is an audio recording of some sort. "The Rebellion in Eldre'Thalas, Part 2"

"There were those who loudly opposed the Prince's plan to channel a font of demonic energy to power his network of crystalline foci. Many of the detractors were members of outspoken noble families who attempted to use their influence to turn public sentiment against House Tortheldrin and the Prince's plan."

"Prince Tortheldrin grew frustrated, fearing that delays and debate would lead to the further deterioration of his kingdom. As a result, his response to this resistance was swift and brutal. Over the course of a single bloody night, a purge was carried out that saw the complete destruction of dozens of noble houses. All who publicly opposed Tortheldrin were abruptly silenced, and entire lineages were destroyed overnight."

You touch the small white crystal and you can hear faint sounds on the wind. This is an audio recording of some sort. "The Rebellion in Eldre'Thalas, Part 4"

"On the eve of the planned summoning ritual, the Shal'nan and his forces struck. Seeing this as their final opportunity to thwart Prince Tortheldrin's reckless plan, they made a daring raid on the Prince's sanctum, intent on stopping the ritual. Just as the Shal'nan and the rebels feared, the poorly considered spell spiraled out of control and threatened to destroy the entire city center. As the battle raged, wild magics tore through the streets, opening portals to the Nether itself and manifesting malevolent arcane monstrosities that preyed mercilessly upon the defenseless citizens of Eldre'Thalas."

"In the end, the worst of the destruction was narrowly avoided due to the rebels' intervention, but the price was steep. The battle claimed many lives on all sides, but the rebels suffered the greatest losses. The Shal'nan himself was the only one to survive the final confrontation within Tortheldrin's sanctum. Those closest to the Shal'nan have widely documented that whatever injury he suffered in that last battle left him forever changed. In the centuries since those dark days, the Shal'nan has never spoken of what occurred, and he becomes withdrawn and wistful when asked."

"When the beleaguered rebel army arrived at the port city of Eldre'narr, the magisters in control of the city had already heard of Tortheldrin's mighty rage--and of his standing order to kill any rebel found on sight. In an act of miraculous mercy, the magisters made no move to hinder the rebels' progress, allowing them to commandeer a number of ships without resistance. The Shal'nan understood that this act of mercy would likely expose many in Eldre'narr to Tortheldrin's wrath. Even so, he accepted this unexpected gift with grace and, with a heavy heart, sailed his people west into the unknown."

These demon plates were worn by the creature that first cursed our people with bloodlust. By the heroic act of one brave orc - he was defeated. Mannoroth the Destructor is no more. Let these plates always remind us of how far we've come and how hard we fought to regain our honor. - Thrall, Warchief of the Horde

I'll make this short, adventurer. You've got a slyness and grace to you that I respect, and I've been keeping my eye on you. Slyness and grace aren't always enough to keep you alive though. If you want to learn to be a proper rogue then I can teach you. Come find me inside the watchtower. -Akeri Duskblade, Rogue Trainer

Lord Bethor Iceshard, As per your instructions, I send to you the agent you requested. It is the bearer of this note. This person has shown to be dependable and able to follow orders, is proven against the forces of the Scourge, and is my choice for your mission. May She reign supreme, -Magistrate Sevren

There were a handful of powerful individuals scattered throughout the world who heard the Lich King's mental summons from Northrend. Most notable of them was the archmage of Dalaran, Kel'Thuzad, who was one of senior members of the Kirin Tor, Dalaran's ruling council. He had been considered a maverick for years due to his insistence on studying the forbidden arts of necromancy.

Driven to learn all he could of the magical world and its shadowy wonders, he was frustrated by what he saw as his peers' outmoded and unimaginative precepts. Upon hearing the powerful summons from Northrend, the archmage bent all of his considerable will to communing with the mysterious voice. Convinced that the Kirin Tor was too squeamish to seize the power and knowledge inherent in the dark arts, he resigned himself to learn what he could from the immensely powerful Lich King.

Here lies King Terenas Menethil II -- Last True King of Lordaeron. Great were his deeds -- long was his reign -- unthinkable was his death. "May the Father lie blameless for the deeds of the son. May the bloodied crown stay lost and forgotten."

Horde Conscription Registration This person has demonstrated incredible feats of strength and skill in the name of the Horde. They should immediately be assigned to work in the Crossroads. Respectfully yours: Looks good to me. - Takrin Pathseeker

HORDE MILITARY RANKS OFFICERS High Warlord Warlord General Lieutenant General Champion Centurion Legionnaire Blood Guard Stone Guard ENLISTED First Sergeant Senior Sergeant Sergeant Grunt Scout

<Impressively, there is a barely legible carving in the remaining skin of the apple.> Apple yum yum. Me pick flowers now.

<You touch the small white crystal and you can hear faint sounds on the wind. This is an audio recording of some sort.> "An excerpt from the Shal'nan's speech at the groundbreaking ceremony for the Shrine of the Four Winds, Zephras Isle."

"With the founding of our new home here in the clouds, we embark on a new age of peace and prosperity for our people. You have all endured so much to make it here. I have watched our people grow into a hardy, self-reliant society, which fills me with a pride I cannot hope to describe in full. The greatest part of that pride, however, is that it has become clear to me that I no longer have any need to act as our singular ruler."

"Thus, I am abdicating my position as your leader and handing over governance of our Skyborne Isles to a carefully chosen council of provincial elders. After the transition period is over, you will have the opportunity to choose your own leaders, and your voices will determine the direction we take from here on. You have demonstrated the ability to lead yourselves better than any king, queen, prince, or other individual sovereign ever could-and that fills me with profound pride."

"I will continue to serve our people here on Zephras, and I will devote much of my time to furthering our relationship with the wind spirits to whom we owe so much. The elemental spirits are wondrous and wise, and we still have so much to learn from one another. I am devoted to seeing the shen'dorei persevere in this beautiful and strange realm-and to seeing that we do so freely, justly, and unshackled by tyranny."

"Thank you for everything you've sacrificed, everything you've built, and everything you've taught me about how to be a better person. You all represent the unshakable resolve of the shen'dorei people. We will thrive in this beautiful new world and reach new heights together."