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.

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.

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.

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

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!

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

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.

What do yeh' want?

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

Welcome to Stormwind Keep, citizen.

What do you need directions to?

Which profession trainer are you looking for?

Woo Ping's stamina is simply astounding. Watching him practice his weapon techniques for hours on end, I felt sorry for the practice dummy afterward. I can't think of anyone better suited to train you in armed combat.

The Bank of Stormwind is located in the Trade District just northwest of the city gates. Here, let me show you on your map.

No one's ever stolen anything out of here. Not in the whole history of... the whole history!

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.

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?

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...

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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!

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

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

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.

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, then I'm your shen'dorei.

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

Winds tidings. What can I help you with?

Ah, hello. You look as though you have a question for me.

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.

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

Oh, a fellow Physician. I would be glad to teach you anything that would aid your journeys.

Ah, a fellow Fisherman. Are you perhaps in need of a little training? Maybe I can show you a thing or two?

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.

Ye've come further than many, adventurer. Respect the elements around ye and ye shall fare far greater than most.

On a clear day, you can even see Blackrock Mountain from here. It's both beautiful and terrifying at the same time.

I was invited to visit Dalaran on behalf of the Cenarion Circle. I find this place equal parts wondrous... and unsettling. As for you, young Druid--if you have not yet done so, seek out Sheldras Moontree in Stormwind. He will teach you to reach the Cenarion Circle enclave at Moonglade.

Board here for transport to Dalaran City, nestled in the Alterac Mountains.

If you seek travel to Auberdine in Darkshore, you have come to the right place. Our people welcome any Alliance members who wish to trade, travel, or aid others in our lands.

The great cat stretches its long, nimble legs as you approach, making no sound with the motion.

Welcome, friend, to the barbershop! Come for a cut? A coloring? Something else, perhaps? We can groom facial hair, perform piercings, ink night elf tattoos, anything you might need! Have a seat and we'll get right to work. You're only moments away from a new, more attractive you...

Fastest gryphons this side of Aerie Peak. Want to take a ride?

Who would have guessed the excavation would have uncovered such findings!