The Al'Aketh cult claims that Al'Akir the "Windlord" will save us from our current woes here on Zephras. If Al'Akir is real and really is the ruler of Skywall, why did the wind spirits refuse to speak of him for so long? Either he isn't real, or even worse, he's real and he's not as benevolent as the cult claims him to be. Either way, nothing about what the cult is doing is good for us normal folk.

Interesting, interesting... I know of a druid that lives atop the hill above the Wailing Caverns, adventurer. She might be able to tell you more about this shard you have found. Now, I must get back to work!

How may I aid you?

Director Riddlevox put me in charge of the Union's shredder development program. Few months on the job and I'm already in hot water! I could use your help, adventurer!

Where would you like to fly to?

The Shrine of Remulos is a sacred place for us in the Cenarion Circle here in Moonglade... so please conduct yourself in a manner befitting a visitor. A visitor who doesn't want my scimitar buried in them, that is.

Greetings, friend! I have an ample supply of leather and hides, and I know a few techniques I might be willing to share. Interested in doing business?

Greetings, I am Ayessa Dawnsinger, the current Grand Skyseer of the Windshapers. What may I do for you?

Hmm, what an odd question? Not much, I suppose. My mother used to use it as a powder for babies to prevent diaper rash, but past that, I don't know of any other good use for it. Why do you ask?

E borne hir ash nuff garde re ruff vassild lon thorniss, far E regen E majis barad ras aetwinter lo ruftos ergin.

Riaani seems to be intently focused on his work on the wind construct.

Re, y ealdor Regenthor. Hir ras novaedi re uden va y vandar thorniss? Melka E gol ruff ras y garde va vil?

I came to the Crossroads from the south seeking help, hero, but I find only cowards who turn their backs on me--even the mighty Thork insults me so. He is a good leader, but his dismissal of my plea causes me greater anger. He claims my rage makes me hasty--that it clouds my judgement--but I will not rest until I have vengeance!

The times we live in are as fickle as the shifting winds, hero. It is important to remember what is true and lasting in this world, and to preserve that. Everything else is a waste.

Hmm, I see. Very well then, hero. The Windshapers will provide aid. Please inform Valennia that she can count on us for this fight.

Can Zamja help you, traveler?

Hmm, I see. Very well then, hero. The High Order will assist the Peacekeepers. Please inform Valennia that she can count on us for this fight. Elaadrin lowers his voice dangerously. Do not mistake our willing cooperation for any sort of clemency. You owe the High Order blood, and we always collect on our debts.

Where can I send you today hero?

The Warchief has instructed me to study all kinds of weapons and armor. He has sent me here to the hub of both the tauren and orc cultures in the Barrens to meet as many travelers as possible, and to learn about the cultures of the Barrens. He feels there's something to be learned from even the most pathetic of cultures... like the quilboar or centaur.

Many are the paths of the Earth Mother. Wherever you decide to travel, may she watch over you.

If we are to make these new lands ours then we must have places to rest our battle weary bodies. Lay your axe by the fire and share the stories of your mighty battles.

The body is that of a female orc warrior. It is clear that she died in battle, probably against the quilboar in the area.

Cooking is a life long pursuit and I see we share the same passion!

Recently there has been a sharp rise in lost orders. We strive to ensure that each delivery is efficient and safe, but with a rise of bandits, rowdy creatures, and those damned Alliance, inevitably not every delivery goes according to plan. Should you find these shipments, take a look over the label for what it should contain. It is not your responsibility to deal with our mistakes, but if you complete the shipment, you will be rewarded in kind. Dokimi over by the wagon can handle the logistics and your compensation. We will take it from there.

The twists and turns of Orgrimmar are designed to thwart invaders. Can you imagine how quickly one of those puny gnomes would get lost in here? Ha! If it was lucky, I'd track it down and keep it as a pet.

All members of the Horde are equal in my eyes, adventurer. We have all suffered many burdens, and if it were not for wisdom and honor, then we would be no better than the Scourge or my people while our blood was tainted by the demon Mannoroth. It is your duty to aid the Horde and to defend our way of life. But it is also your duty to know when quarter and compassion should be given to friend and foe alike. Understand this well. This is the new Horde, not some demon-spawned army who lack freewill.

Nazgrel grunts as he sizes you up. High Elves, here in Orgrimmar. I'd never bet on such a thing happening in my lifetime, but at this point nothing is surprising to me. Yes, the Warchief instructed me to draft up instructions for you. Take this letter and follow the instructions within. Conduct yourself with honor and show due deference when you meet with our leaders, elf. Once you've finished your journey, return to the Warchief.

We've had trouble with shipments going missing across Azeroth. If you find any, I'd appreciate if you could return them to me.

I have nothing more to teach you. Talk to Karolek if you wish to further your leatherworking skills.

Would you rather trust your goods with a goblin?

What are you doing here? Quickly, leave this place now. You are going to ruin everything!

We shen'dorei have need of additional cloth to replenish our supplies. Any donations you make would be put to good use, and surely raise your esteem with the Windshapers.

I have the finest meats in Orgrimmar.

Va, y ealdor Gloinador. E majis ko dana ne barad ras thorniss lars majis gol ador endirvis.

Elaadrin eyes you with barely-contained hatred. You would dare step foot into our sanctum after spilling High Order blood? You are very brave, or very stupid. The High Order does not forgive, nor do we forget. Someday, you will pay for your crimes in blood.

Greetings, citizen.

Although we call this land the Barrens, to one who knows where to look this place teems with life.

Have you come for further training? Shake the dust of the road from your garments, then, and let us get to work.

You turn the body over and see the marks from blades and spells upon the deceased orc--her armor all but destroyed, her hair matted to her face. Based on Mankrik's description of her, there is no doubt in your mind that this was his wife. He will be upset by the news, but you are sure he should know the truth.

Hmm...

Lorthuna is performing some sort of ritual up there. She may be trying to bring down the wards! The help we sent for has not yet arrived, but we'll just have to manage with what we have. When you are ready, let me know and we'll go confront her.

If the High Order gave any mind at all to actually solving the problems we face and spent less time obsessing over the old magic, we'd be in a far better position as a people. It was Highborne magic that brought about the ruin of the kaldorei to begin with. Those self-absorbed fools seek to repeat those mistakes! The fact that they attempted to make peace with the cult is bad enough, but spilling Windshaper blood is what is truly unforgivable. Were it not for the imminent threat of the cult, I'd gather up our forces and go put an end to Elaadrin and the High Order once and for all.

Do you seek training as a leatherworker?

Which trainer do you seek?

Hail brother... I'd like a moment of your time, if I may. We tauren have endured much in our trials and tribulations in establishing our homeland. We now find ourselves in a dire shortage of cloth. If you have the materials to spare, I ask that you please donate them. You certainly would earn the gratitude of tauren everywhere in helping us out!

Which profession?

You will need to find Nat Pagle in Dustwallow Marsh to get any better than you are currently.

Yes, druid? Are you reporting in?

As the wind on the plains, you are always welcome here.

The spirits have guided you to me. How may I be of service?