Why are you bothering me, recruit? If you want to talk to other doe-eyed fools, try the inn on the north side of town. The recruits that congregate there tend to have brains as smooth as their freshly shaved heads. Oh, and shave that head of yours. The only thing the windlord abhors more than chatty recruits is chatty recruits with a full head of hair. Now, be gone from my sight.

Many disagree on this point. The Windshapers would have you believe that joining hands and merely hoping for the spirits' return will be sufficient. Their order's power has waned however, and their path relies on putting us back on the cycle of dependence that got us to this point. The High Order on the other hand... we believe in a more direct approach.

The Cult? They are zealots and killers. They believe that we are being punished for some unspecific sin. The reality is that those that lead them are opportunists leftover from a dubious order of so-called "Priests" of Al'Akir, the Windlord. They now find themselves in a position to weaponize the fear of our people to consolidate their own power... and they have been quick to do so.

The wind whispers to those who listen... Do you hear it?

Even the Windshapers would tell you that the spirits never spoke highly of any supreme being amongst them. They acknowledged the existence of a being named Al'Akir, but they avoided invoking his name, almost as if they feared him. Even if this Al'Akir is an all-powerful "Windlord" or ruler of the wind elementals, relying upon elementals is what got us into this mess. We must now see ourselves out of it.

The roiling cloud of living lightning before you seems to crackle menacingly as you approach. It might be best to leave. Quickly.

Ho there, traveler! New to town? Well, once you get settled in come see me if you'd like some work. I've been working overtime preparing for the Festival of Winds and I'll take all the help I can get keeping the larders full!

Zephras is in great danger. The elemental wind spirits that brought us here to Skywall so many thousands of years ago have abandoned us, leaving us vulnerable in this unstable realm. Our once-robust society spanned multiple island sanctuaries in our corner of Skywall, but now we are not even sure if any other shen'dorei remain outside of this small island. Things are dire, but the High Order is committed to rising to this challenge.

Why is this happening? Put simply, the spirits of the wind just... vanished. The petty sprites and lesser elementals you've likely encountered out there are a pale imitation of the true spirits of wind. Non-sentient, aimless, and a far cry from the kindly spirits we lived in harmony alongside for thousands of years.

Greetings lad, if you're looking for the best deals you'll find outside of Ironforge itself, then you've come to the right place.

You must remember that while this realm has been our home for millennia, we will always be somewhat alien to this place. We are not in the terrestrial world that birthed our people. We are in the realm of Skywall, the elemental plane of air. We arrived here as the guests of spirits with whom we found kinship in ages past. Now that we Shen'dorei find ourselves bereft of their presence--and potentially--their protection, there's no telling how the other denizens of this plane may perceive us.

Where to begin? Our home is failing. The wards have fallen and the three provinces have begun to drift apart. There was a time not long ago when the spires of Shen'dramar were visible from the western watchtower. No longer. Day by day the wind pylons that anchor our home to this plane weaken...

Soon all Shen'dorei will see the truth... and those that refuse will be swept away in the coming storm!

Magic can accomplish almost anything, but stagnation and inaction have caused us to lose so much of ourselves in the thousands of years since we left Kalimdor. The High Order seeks to reclaim the Highborne heritage that we've left behind and become the masters of our own destiny once again. The Windshapers think we are simply reckless and arrogant. Hypocrisy at its finest, if you ask me. The Windshapers will entertain no ideas but their own when it comes to this crisis. Who, I wonder, is truly arrogant?

I can teach you to swing a blacksmith's hammer, if you are willing to learn.

Alas, I have prattled on long enough. Should you find yourself in the port of Valanaar, seek out Elaadrin Evengale. Elaadrin was once my student, but now he serves as the Chief Magister of the High Order. He is headstrong and capable, and it's now up to him and young Skyborne such as yourself to carry the hopes for our people forward.

Don't let those big, innocent eyes fool ye. Tally's an expert, all right: I learn something new every day. Why d'you think I'm here in Tinker Town? Do I look like an engineer to you? Aye, I didn't think so.

Welcome, my brother. If you are here to train, then I would be delighted to train you. There will be a time soon where the call of the Emerald Dream will take hold in you. You will hibernate for many years and walk amongst the purest of forms. It is there and then that your ultimate training will take place.

In the northern part of Darkshore runs the Cliffspring River, flowing down from the lands now known as Felwood. As the river flows out and empties out into the Mist's Edge, travel north to where the deepest parts of the ocean begin. A stone formation that some call the Stone Claw due to its shape is where you may find what you seek. Be warned - threshers gather by the Stone Claw, and will attack those who trespass on their territory.

Oh, you've got oodles of things to learn still. I would teach you everything if I could, but I'm still learning too! Why don't you talk to Trixie Quickswitch in Ironforge, she'll help you further your education!

What do yeh' want?

Where would you like to fly to?

What do you need directions to?

Welcome to Stormwind Keep, citizen.

Greetings.

If you're looking for a flight back to Rut'theran Village, then you should talk to my night elven counterpart, Silva Fil'naveth.

Just browsing my wares or is there something specific I can help you find today?

Mark my words! You won't find faster gryphons anywhere in the Eastern Kingdoms than the ones right here in Thelsamar!

I hope that your interruption is for a good cause, I was in the middle of some important work.

On the northern dock, you can board a ship that will carry you to Rut'theran Village and Darnassus. From the southern dock, you can find passage across the Great Sea to Menethil Harbor on Khaz Modan, and onwards to Southshore in Hillsbrad Foothills. If you head to the western dock, you can board a ship setting sail for Stormwind. Safe journeys to you!

Yes, I've been running this shop for some time now. Business has been pretty good lately. A lot of new adventurers coming through...

Welcome to Thelsamar, your home away from home in Loch Modan! Thelsamar is a nice place, but it's not all beer and salted meat for those who answer the call to duty! If you're willing to face danger in the name of the Alliance, then read the poster outside the Thelsamar branch of the Explorers' League.

I sell only the finest arcane gear, made by the crafters and mages here in the city of Stormwind.

You might think that just because we live on a floating island, there would be no need for miners like me. After so many thousands of years however, we still manage to dig up a lot of interesting things. It's almost like there's some invisible force, constantly creating new mineral deposits every so often. That's magic for you though, right? Regardless, if you need training as a miner them I'm your shen'dorei.

Since the fall of Dalaran and the destruction of Quel'Thalas, wares of this sort have been hard to come by. But Lucan Cordell and some of our other Tradesman have been doing a fine job of filling our orders with quality merchandise.

I sell only the finest arcane gear, made by the crafters and mages here in the city of Stormwind.

You'll find no finer rat kabob this side of Khaz Modan!

Since the fall of Dalaran and the destruction of Quel'Thalas, wares of this sort have been hard to come by. But Lucan Cordell and some of our other Tradesman have been doing a fine job of filling our orders with quality merchandise.

Very well, let your journey of tailoring begin.

Monty be me name an' rats be me game.

Life is like a carefully woven tapestry.

Aye, you there! If you want to earn the respect of the dwarves of Ironforge, then you can start by donating valuable resources! Ironforge finds itself running low on cloth piece; textiles and bandages don't grow on trees, ya know! Rather than cash in various cloth pieces you find adventuring, donate them! Doing so will earn you the recognition of the dwarven people of Ironforge!

Best deals in all of Stormwind my friend, won't find any better. Now, what can I help you with?

Greetings.

The best miner has a firm grip on his pick, a stout heart in his chest, and thick, black dust in his hair.

There's never an end to the chores around here.

Just browsing my wares or is there something specific I can help you find today?

Excellent! I've been hopin' for a new student. Well, let's get started right away then!

Best deals in all of Stormwind my friend, won't find any better. Now, what can I help you with?

Eh? I don't have time ta chat, my da' wants me ta finish this order fer him.