Do you feel it? Yes? Good! You have taken your first steps. You'll find that with your abilities, you will be able to tap into latent magical energy in many locations. Doing so will provide a myriad of benefits, some profound, others more subtle. You won't know until you tap into them, But that's the best part of the gift... making the unknown known. If we are to survive these dire times, we must be unwavering in our search for knowledge... and power.

That turncoat risked everything to escape the cult and bring us this crystal...

Did you get the fishing supplies?

Oh what's this, then?

Judging by this map, it certainly looks like these Dark Irons are planning some sort of incursion into the vaults beneath Ironforge. The band ye busted up to the east must be a scouting force. Thank ye for bringing me this. If we hurry, we might be able to beat them to whatever their goal is down there.

So ye see now, mage? Thick as cockroaches they are, and that's just the ones we can see from the sky. Ye look like a sturdy enough sort. How's about a bit o' violence?

What do ye need, citizen?

You have returned. What news comes from Stormwind?

What have you brought from the depths, mage.

Good day to you.

Greetings.

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.

...pan fried, deep fried, and stir fried...

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

Monty be me name an' rats be me game.

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

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

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.

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

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

What do you need directions to?

After you've become acquainted with the other leaders of the alliance, Lord Fordragon has requested that you report back to him here in the keep. I wish you good fortune in your journeys, Skyborne.

Though the rebellion had been quelled, the Horde was unable to recoup the terrible losses it had suffered. Gul'dan's betrayal had afforded the Alliance not only hope, but also time to regroup and retaliate.

they would have life eternal, and have naught to fear from the Sundering that was to come...

The human society of Arathor grew and prospered, yet Thoradin, fearful that his kingdom would splinter apart if it overextended itself, maintained that Strom was the center of the Arathorian empire. After many peaceful years of growth and commerce, mighty Thoradin died of old age, leaving Arathor's younger generation free to expand the empire beyond the lands of Strom.

The original hundred magi, who were tutored in the ways of magic by the elves, expanded their powers and studied the mystic disciplines of spell-weaving in much greater detail. These magi, initially chosen for their strong wills and noble spirits, had always practiced their magic with care and responsibility; however, they passed their secrets and powers onto a newer generation that had no concept of the rigors of war or the necessity for self-restraint.

As the empire grew and expanded into new lands, the young magicians also spread out into the southlands. Wielding their mystical powers, the magicians protected their brethren from the wild creatures of the land and made it possible for new city-states to be constructed in the wilderness. Yet, as their powers grew, the magicians became ever more conceited and isolated from the rest of society.

The second Arathorian city-state of Dalaran was founded in the lands north of Strom. Many fledgling wizards left the restraining confines of Strom behind and traveled to Dalaran, where they hoped to use their new powers with greater freedom. These magicians used their skills to build up the enchanted spires of Dalaran and reveled in the pursuit of their studies.

The citizens of Dalaran tolerated the magicians' endeavors and built up a bustling economy under the protection of their magic-using defenders. Yet, as more and more magicians practiced their arts, the fabric of reality around Dalaran began to weaken and tear.

The Council of Silvermoon, which ruled over the elves of Quel'Thalas, entered into a secret pact with the Magocrat lords of Dalaran. The elves told the Magocrats about the history of ancient Kalimdor and of the Burning Legion, a history which still threatened the world. They informed the humans that so long as they used magic, they would need to protect their citizenry from the malicious agents of the Legion.

Perhaps I did not make myself clear, pledge. In order to prove your worth as a servant to The People's Militia and to the Light you need to slay 15 Defias Trappers and 15 Defias Smugglers then return to me when the deed is done.

By Elune, this water is disgusting! No wonder the deer are sick. Something is polluting the water, and in turn corrupting Darkshore's entire water table. Sick deer have been seen all over area, and not just by the river. While this water is most likely a primary source of the sickness spreading, there's something else at work here. This water, believe it or not, will help us formulate a cure. While I research this water, I have need of some items to formulate a cure...

You're the one that the Cenarion Circle in Moonglade sent? That's wonderful! We've quite the crisis our hands here regarding the poor deer, and we're happy for all the help we can get. Do you have the sample of water that Dendrite Starblaze said you'd have? He notified me that you'd draw one so we could work on a cure together...

This is good, adventurer, so much so that it should be enough to make some ample doses of the salve - at least enough to start to make a difference. Making a cure for poisons can be quite difficult at times because each one often requires a very specific antidote to counteract it. Imagine being able to cure a poison at will without having to worry about the exact ingredients of what the antidote must be! Now, let me get to work on this!

Have you got the reagents I need to make the salve? The deer aren't getting any better on their own, so we better hurry to help them out!

You have done well in tending to the sickly deer of Darkshore; they are unwitting victims of a greater taint and corruption that is spreading all throughout the land. There are those in Darnassus who choose to recognize this threat... and there are those who ignore the growing signs. I hope you will not be one to put blinders on about what facts stare you in the face, adventurer. Regardless, you've proven your worth as a friend of nature and the Circle - take this as a symbol of such.

Welcome back - I've been following your progress on this lesson since you left, and I must admit I was surprised to learn about the situation in Auberdine. This does bear some further investigation, as the introduction of such poisons into the environment is most upsetting to the balance. You handled yourself with grace under pressure. For that, I can find no better way to reward you than with permanent power over poison. Use it well, adventurer... use it well.

We are currently accepting donations for wool cloth. A donation of sixty pieces of wool cloth will net you full recognition by Ironforge for your generous actions. Our stores are such on wool that we would only need sixty pieces from you total; we should be able to acquire enough from others in the realm to support our drive. If you have the sixty pieces of wool cloth on you and are ready to donate them, I'm able to take them from you now.

My hair clip! I thought this was lost for good! This'll shine right up with just a little work. Thank you for bringing it to me! I'll make it worth your while.

I have a lot of chores today, so can you keep it quick?

This jar is for me? Snow! Grenhild did it! She sent the snow that I asked for! A pity, though, I was hoping she would come and visit in person. Well, regardless, thank you for your effort. This is a real help for my work.

Eh? What do you want?

The High Order's mission is vital to the survival of our people. We hold our elemental benefactors in the utmost regard, but we must face reality; they are gone now, and we are on our own. Between threats from within such as the Al'Aketh, and uncertainties of our security on this plane, it is our destiny as Highborne descendants of our ancestral home of Eldre'Thalas to use our gifts to ensure that the shen'dorei can stand on our own once again.

It gladdens me to hear that we have High Elder Shadowsong's blessing for our expedition. Now that the cult has been defeated and preparations have been made, I think it's finally time. Ansirem has worked diligently to help us get stable skycutter transport going between the city of Dalaran and Zephras Isle. We've done as much testing as we can, and the time has come for our vanguard to depart.

So that's the story...

Checked in with Rathiril then? Great. Lots of tension between the High Order and the Windshapers these days, but they keep things civil here in Shen'dar. Well, at least in the village anyway. What happens out in the wilds stays in the wilds. Now that that's done, you look like someone who might be looking for something to do with their hands. I've got a few things that need doing, if you are game for a bit of work?

I sent a few of our remaining mages to ensure that Valennia and her forces were able to escape as well. She should be resting at High Elder Shadowsong's residence now. Ansirem had to return to Azeroth, but he and I discussed the next steps for the High Order before he departed. We survived the day, but Zephras is dangerously vulnerable now and we must make plans for what is to come.

Ah, you are back. I hope your adventures have given you a sense of the scale and wonder of our world. I know it must seem overwhelming to you, but if you are to help your people, you must be prepared for whatever may come your way while you are on Azeroth. While you wait for your order to establish itself in Dalaran, I suggest you turn your attention to the lands around Stormwind. Westfall in particular can always use more strong adventurers to lend them aid, if you are willing.

Talaanis Shadowsong listens intently as you tell him of what transpired above the Shrine of Akir, and of Elaadrin's plan to leave Zephras Isle. I need to reflect on this further, but looking at the upside, we have rid ourselves of Lorthuna and deprived the cult of their leader. Our home has not been invaded yet, and on the timeline of elemental demigods, it could be years... decades even, before Al'Akir deigns to turn his attention to us. There is much to fear now, but much to celebrate as well.

Cirrusflies aren't to be underestimated. They might not seem dangerous, but you have to watch out for the bigger ones. The bigger they are, the meaner!