You forgot what you had to do the moment you stepped through the door, eh? Happens to everyone.

You look troubled. I am listening.

<Lotheluum wears a look of genuine terror as you recount the events from the druid den.> I--I'm sorry, adventurer. I need just a moment. There are no words I possess that can describe the loss. This is grave news indeed. If this missive is not fabricated, then we indeed have at best an accomplice and at worst a traitor here in Valanaar. I will take this to the High Elder immediately! I will not let my fellows sacrifice be in vain.

Thom appears to absentmindedly rub his hands together as he looks at you.

Greetings, friend. How are ya?

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

Eh? What do you want?

Look at you, as brave as you are enterprising! I'm a gnome of my word, and your reward is well earned! Now, let me take a look at the haul--uh, I mean... the recovered heirlooms. I need to get started appraising--excuse me, 'cataloging' them so that they can be put back in their proper places as quickly as possible.

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!

Having the skills needed to survive the outdoors is critical. A well-rested and well-prepared adventurer has a much higher chance of surviving this lifestyle.

Ah I see that you have already mastered the form of the Bear. Good, good. You are well on your way, young druid.

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.

Ah good, it's done then. I can't have the other keepers refusing to enter the hall to do their duties on account of "ghosts" and "angry dead", can I?

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.

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?

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.

My... Thane... he... rests... yes... rest. Thank... you... I... rest...

Baros opens the letter and begins to read it, his smile fading.

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.

I've been begging Stormwind for aid for months and he sends me a skinny elf? Well, beggars can't be choosers I suppose. Welcome to Westfall, hero. Let's see if we can't put you to work.

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...

Oh what's this, then?

Did you get the fishing supplies?

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

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.

The High Order are currently accepting donations for wool cloth. A donation of sixty pieces of wool cloth will net you full recognition by the High Order for your generous actions. Sixty pieces of wool should prove to be a sufficient amount for the High Order's needs for now. 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.

Great timing! Caught a big one with my last bait. Great day so far. They're really biting out here! Tell you what, since you were kind enough to keep this old man in business how about a few fish for the road?

Mmm, I think you are going to like what I can cook up with these acorns!

What do ye need, citizen?

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!

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!

You have returned. What news comes from Stormwind?

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.

Ah, you have returned. I do hope you have brought the relics with you?

So that's the story...

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.

Thank you, stranger! You'll find that these are delicious once roasted! Please excuse me, it won't take me long to whip this up.

Windstones are a critical resource on Zephras Isle as they contain the raw, concentrated energy of the winds themselves. The wind elementals who used to live here on zephras with us vanished several centuries ago, and since then, the magic that sustains this island is slowly fading. Not without limitations, the windstones are still a reliable energy source, and are incredibly valuable to us. You'll find raw windstones scattered around the grove, think you can help me harvest them?

What have you brought from the depths, mage.

We are currently accepting donations for wool cloth. A donation of sixty pieces of wool cloth will net you full recognition by the Gnomeregan Exiles 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.

Ah, you've made it. Wonderful. It's going to take us some time to get ourselves established here, so you may want to take some time to explore the city. Be warned however, try not to venture too far from the safety of the city proper. As idyllic as this new land appears, it can be extremely dangerous to wander outside of Dalaran without appropriate preparation and experience.

These Dark Irons may be our cousins but they ain't family, that's for sure. I shed no tears for any misfortune that befalls them that stray too far from that accursed mountain o' theirs. Hopefully this is enough to put 'em off of further incursions into these lands.

Let's see here. Roy's Book Club, isn't it? I recognize this wrap technique. Well, if he says this is what people want to talk about, it's all fine by me. The material we receive back is always in as good of quality as we loaned it, so we know they're treating it with respect regardless of how provoking the words may be.

...that's about all I have to say about it. I was--um--somewhere else before I was here. Now I'm here and I have my friends, and my things. T-things I built, I mean. That's about all I need. I think that's all I need, anyway. I have to say though, it is nice to talk to someone who will talk back. The forest spirits try, but they just end up singing at me. That's nice in its own way, but not exactly s-stimulating conversation.

A Dark Iron incursion--right beneath our feet? Well, I'm relieved to hear that the Dark Iron commander has been dispatched. The guards will head in and clean up the rest of the rabble. We'll see to it that the breaches are sealed and the lower levels reinforced to ensure that no further incursions are possible. Thank ye for yer service to Ironforge, mage. Take this as a small token of my gratitude. Oh, and if ye see that old Wildhammer rockhugger Farsen again, tell 'em to pay me a proper visit.

Rorian has told me much of you. I am likely unknown to you, but I am a member of the Council of Elders here on Zephras Isle. I've come to read the flow of the winds here in Thendal Grove. I'm also here to assess young shen'dorei such as yourself that are coming of age. So tell me, are you ready to take your next step? Are you ready to serve Zephras Isle?

Rorian sent you? Good. I could use your aid.

I can smell the sea on you, friend! Baros laughs. What brings you to Stormwind?

I thank you for your aid. Though I find peace in the daily rituals, it is nice to have a moment to reflect instead.