The Stormwind Army has placed a bounty on murloc lurkers and foragers in Elwynn. Slaughter them and bring Guard Thomas their torn murloc fins, and the Stormwind Army will reward you well. The murlocs have built a village at Stone Cairn Lake north of here, and another to the south where the stream forks.

Greetings, warlock. I have been asked to assemble a team for a high priority mission. Please come to Stormwind Keep immediately for a briefing with King Varian Wrynn. I will be waiting in the King's war room.

You will find the items within the Shadow Grave. I believe I left them on my work table.

adventurer! Rise, adventurer! Welcome back to the realm of the living. With the blessing and power of the Dark Lady, I have freed you from death's grip. You are no slave, adventurer. You are free to follow whatever path you choose from here. If you choose to serve the Dark Lady Sylvanas, I recommend you speak with Undertaker Mordo. You will find him behind me, in the graveyard.

Exactly what I needed. You'll be an asset to the Forsaken, adventurer. You know, word has it that you were quite the mage in your previous life. Perhaps I should assign you to a more exciting task.

We've been shipping in dead bodies from Silverpine, Hillsbrad... hell, anywhere we can get them from. We can't, however, afford to ignore the bodies which are sitting right on our front doorstep. The last vestiges of the Scarlet Crusade roam here in Tirisfal Glades. While we've managed to push them from Deathknell, several of their bodies litter the buildings to the north and the east. Go find them... and bring that Darnell fellow with you. He looks strong enough to carry a few corpses.

Your understanding of curios has deepened.

We are seeing a Void Assault in Eversong. We need you to head out immediately to counter these threats. I will mark the strikes on your map as our scouts identify them and direct your efforts from here.

It is said the blessings of a phoenix long-forgotten seep through every swing of the hammer and bellow of flames at this forge. That is why any who are serious about their craft come from all over to forge their creations here at this spot. Perhaps though, all that power is just superstition. A way for the Sunstrider dynasty to give power to the powerless. Yet again, perhaps it is not. Give it a try, won't you?

These soldiers--dey are too young to remember the time before de loa gave us their help. So de loa can't come here. So? Let me tell a legend dat takes place before the loa helped our kind. Maybe you heard of it? Or maybe you want to see it for yourself...

This is a Spark of Tides. Every week, one of these sparks will appear while on your adventures. In its current state, it's rather useless, but acquiring more will allow you to craft powerful items. Reagents like these are malleable, robust, and the prize for many crafters. This is a unique crafting material that can help an item achieve expertise beyond that of mortal ability.

Are these tortollans lost? How long have dey been here? We have a settlement of dem near de Shrine of Filo, but dis is a place dey should not be. A day not long ago, I would have chased dem off. But we've been havin' good luck with outsiders. <A hint of a smile crosses Zul'jarra's face. It's the first you've seen since before Malacrass's return.> We should talk to dem. Maybe dey know how dis started.

With so many new residents, mail in the neighborhoods is really starting to pile up. So many routes and just one of me! If only I could deputize an assistant mail carrier... Say, adventurer, would you be willing to help out? I've got some juicy parcels from the dead letter office I could offer in thanks.

Back so soon? Impressive!

Do you have time to break a curse, priest? I'm what remains of a loa speaker of Gral. I kept de prisoners in line on Gral's Belly. But we crashed, I died, and de prisoners escaped. My powers didn't work on de livin' anymore. But they did work on de captain, who'd died with me. Terrified of his anger at my failure, I set up a ritual to trap him in de ship using my own bones. My soul has leeched into de bones after all this time, and now I can't move them. Would you bring my bones to me?

Dis is de ruins of an Amani town. It must be what remains of de settlement here before de bridge fell and de island fell prey to de curse. But if even de loa can't come here, how have these tortollans survived? Why are dey here?

We have long tended to the roots with the help of the creatures who live and grow here. Think of it as a symbiotic relationship from which we, the creatures, and the roots all benefit. That said, my partner Riverscale isn't contributing very much lately! Please help me find a way to motivate him again. First, you must cleanse off the essence of the outside. Cleanse yourself in the waters of Har'kuai.

You're that stranger I've been hearing about, aren't you? I'm Su'meera, apprentice painter to Ja'kul. You heard of him? No? Maybe his work hasn't made it to your lands. That makes sense, I guess. Anyhow, I heard you like helping people out. Well, a few important things went missing when Ja'kul was attacked and killed. I want them back. Will you meet me near Blooming Lattice?