What do ye need directions to?

It is not yet your time. I shall aid your journey back to the realm of the living... for a price.

Which profession trainer would ye be looking for?

Are you a student of the medical sciences?

The Wildhammer dwarves might have fast steeds, but can those Aerie Peak gryphons stand the heat of The Great Forge? I think not!

In my previous life, I lived nearby here. I still wander the fields of my childhood farmstead occasionally. It fills me with sadness to see those I knew and loved, shambling around as mindless thralls. It pains me, but it's that very pain that gives me strength and purpose.

No other race on Azeroth has suffered as much as our people, hero. To laugh in the face of death has become second nature for all of us.

Be careful, hero. There are cultists nearby.

Nice to see a friendly face. I don't get much chitchat from Apothecary Johaan unless he wants something. He's been out of the grave too long. Someday I'll be like that, I hear. Creepy. Maybe by then I won't care.

Rest your weary bones for a spell.

Heya mon. You come right place learn how ta wield a new weapon.

Greetings, traveler.

What are you looking for?

Do not presume to speak to me as though you are my equal, hero. Sylvanas is my queen, and I will do as she bids. If you do not show the proper respect, I assure you, we can find a more than suitable place for you in the Nether. But there is no reason we cannot have words if you wish to aid the Dark Lady...

Which profession?

The Dark Lady has put the challenge forth. Now it is up to the Royal Apothecary Society to develop a new plague. We shall bring Arthas and his wretched army to their knees.

Greetings. Our bats are well trained and fed. You'll not find faster.

<Lady Sylvanas Windrunner regards you silently.>

What are you looking for?

What are you looking for?

Us know her good. She Mary Edras at inner ring of Rogues' Quarter.

How may I be of service?

Greetings, and welcome. I am not very good at smiling, but trust me; I am happy to serve you.

I can train you in First Aid techniques.

Welcome to Blue Moon Odds and Ends, hero. If you have any questions, please let me know.

I can train you in First Aid techniques.

Here to learn how to wield a new weapon, or just to waste my time?

Rest your weary bones for a spell.

I can teach you fishing skills.

<Mivin gestures toward his wares and back at you again with a smile, but says nothing.>

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

Welcome to my Inn, weary traveler. What can I do for you?

A valuable skill First Aid is. Our resident trainer, Nissa Firestone, can show ye how it's done. Look for her on the southern side of The Great Forge at the Ironforge Physician.

Yes, I am the renowned trader who magnanimously fed the uh, starving... children...? ...of the Undercity during the recent war with the Scourge. Yes, I am the visionary businessgob and logistical genius who single-handedly armed the resistance and allowed our Dark Lady to found her nation of smelly corpses... um, I mean, "Forsaken." Yep, I'm him. Glix Xizzix. I'd be happy to sign an autograph. For a small fee, of course. What am I doing here running a barbershop, you ask? Well I got one word for you, bub--diversification. You've got to keep your revenue streams diversified!

Greetings.

Greetings. I'm an undead mage trainer, and you're a mage.

How can I help you?

Welcome back to the light, friend. Do you require training?

Welcome to Bandarion Keep, mage.

Welcome to Bandarion Keep, mage.

Why do they call me "The Breaker"? Trust me, you don't want to know.

Oi, what do you want?

They named it Bandarion Keep. I wonder what Garek would make of that?

Engineering will provide you with the skills and knowledge to dismantle your opponents! Let me show you how...

You are ready for greater things! See Franklin Lloyd, to my right. He will guide you from now on.

<Deathguard Billmuth absentmindedly fidgets as he looks around nervously. He is clearly very uncomfortable being here.>

Yes, mage?

My oath binds me to this place. What brings you here, to this light-forsaken place?

The time has come, my sister in arms, to take back the night from the Scourge!

Hello, mage. I've set up camp here at the Bulwark to make my preparations for my journey into the Plaguelands. I've heard rumor that a great human wizard took up residency in Hearthglen not terribly long ago. He was commissioned by the Scarlet Crusade to fashion their warriors and hunters new bows and guns. It's said that he completed a remarkable weapon before the Crusade killed him. I guess their mistrust of the arcane has grown.