Which profession trainer would ye be looking for?

Ner'zhul, the Lich King, knew that his time was short. Imprisoned within the Frozen Throne, he suspected that Kil'jaeden would send his agents to destroy him. The damage caused by Illidan's spell had ruptured the Frozen Throne; thus, the Lich King was losing his power daily. Desperate to save himself, he called his greatest mortal servant to his side: the death knight Prince Arthas.

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.

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!

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.

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.

Be careful, hero. There are cultists nearby.

Rest your weary bones for a spell.

Greetings, traveler.

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

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.

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...

What are you looking for?

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.

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?

Which profession?

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

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

I can teach you fishing skills.

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

Rest your weary bones for a spell.

I can train you in First Aid techniques.

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

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

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.

This place is full of memories for me. This place was once held by the Argent Dawn. It was here from here that we prepared for many battles and skirmishes against the scourge during their most recent push into Tirisfal Glades. When we withdrew to the Plaguelands I feared it would fall into disrepair. My fear was well-founded, but I am glad that Danitha and her paladins have taken over stewardship of it now. She even named the keep after... a mutual friend.

You've done a great thing for the cause of the Argent Dawn here today, and I thank you. I don't know how familiar you are with the fortress of Bandarion Keep, but my commander and I were headed that way to meet with the paladins that reside there. That was before we learned of the presence of the Cult of the Damned. If you'd like to learn more about the Argent Dawn and our mission, seek out my commander at Bandarion Keep, to the northwest of here. I'll remain here to mop up the rest of this mess.

There you have it, you can now craft your very own Fish Bowl. Most folk don't care much for camps being set up in the center of town, so you'll need to head into the wilderness if you want to test it out. Oh, and just remember, no camp is complete without a campfire. You'll need one of those before you start up your camp. Most cooks can teach you to make a fire. If you haven't already, you might want to check in with someone who can train you in the culinary arts to learn the basics.

You might not think so, but your skill as a fisherman can actually come in handy at camp. I reckon I know someone that can teach you how to craft a Fish Bowl for your camp. You can use this fixture to help provide a bit of joy to yourself and your fellow adventurers. A happy adventurer is a strong adventurer and I'm sure your combat capabilities will reflect that.

Thanks for delivering this, pal. Wait... he said I'd tip you? I didn't agree to that! Fine. Take your pick of this junk in the lost and found. You'd be surprised how many of these Forsaken leave their stuff laying around after getting haircuts. There's a joke here about them being brainless, but I suspect in a lot of cases it might actually be true.

Since you are here, I'd like you to deliver this letter to an old friend of mine in the Undercity. I'd deliver myself but I have a somewhat colorful history with the Dark Lady, and it would be better if a neutral third party made the delivery. You are looking for a goblin named Glix Xizzix in the Trade Quarter area of the Undercity. I'm sure he'd be happy to compensate you for your time. <Leonid lets out a low chuckle as he hands you the letter.>

What's that? You say that Leonid sent you? Oh boy, haven't seen that crusty old soldier since Naxxramas was raining hell down on our heads.

Your training can now begin in earnest, paladin. I see great promise in you, but take care not to turn away from the light, even for a moment. Embrace the pain it will cause you. That pain is a crucible, and you will emerge from it stronger than you ever were in your previous life.

While you were off dealing with the mindless Scourge, this scroll arrived for you. It reeks of the light, so I imagine its of some importance to a paladin like yourself. Read it before heading out again. Just please--step away when you do. Paladins make me quite uneasy.

While the Tarnished in Shadowvale to the southwest are definitely a problem, we cannot allow the cellars below the town to fester into a full-blown Scourge uprising on Bandarion Keep. I need to get these trainees up to snuff in case that happens. You, however, are going to receive what I like to call a crash course. Travel beneath Shadowvale and retrieve some of their wretched bones so we can study them further. I need ones that still retain some of the initial reanimation magic--that's glowing ones.

You'd best not be returning empty-handed. I either need the bones I asked for, or your body on a stretcher to confirm you at least gave it your all trying to get them.

Well done--and quick, too! Now onto my favorite part...

Oi, you! Word travels quickly among our ranks. I heard about the work you did with the cultists around the remnants of the battle with Naxxramas. Problem is, one of them cultists got away with a piece of the focusing crystal. Seems to still have some juice in it. Best guess we have is it's somewhere beneath Shadowvale. It's either raising 'em or making 'em stronger, and you don't want either one. Find that crystal before this gets out of hand.

Deathstalker Mission Report Agents: Rane Yorick, Quinn Yorick, Erland McKree Primary mission: perform reconnaissance through northern silverpine, and determine threat levels of wildlife and 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.

My family worked the Northridge Lumber Mill in what's now Western Plaguelands. They were dedicated to the Dumah family, and now the Scarlet Crusade have taken it over along with all of Hearthglen! I will not rest until those zealots are wiped from Azeroth.