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

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?

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...

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

Well met, mage. I am Bolvar Fordragon, regent to the throne of Stormwind. A Kirin Tor messenger told me to expect to recieve members of the High Order, and here you stand. It's been some time since a high elf has stood in this throne room, but I am glad to accept you now as a guest. On behalf of the King, I welcome you to Stormwind and give you leave to travel freely through alliance lands. Welcome to Azeroth, Skyborne.

There you have it, you can now craft your very own Lodestone. 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.

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.

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.

Shadowgale Forest is a dangerous place. Some even say its haunted. I'm quite sure that I don't believe that, but I do know that its not for the faint hearted, or the unprepared.

The paramount concern of the Windshapers is to better understand why the spirits left us, and what we may be able to do to bring them back. One curious fixture of Shadowgale Forest to the north is the presence of a curious form of wind sprite that some call "hollows". We know little of them and why they are there, but we do know that they first started to appear after the spirits of the wind left us. I need you to go there and disperse them. Gather the remains and bring them back here.

Riaani's face is buried under the heaving armor plates of the construct, attempting to work on the mechanisms underneath. He does not notice your presence at all. Storms curse where is the core?! Who thought it would be a good idea to remove the Gyrozephyr as well? It's a miracle this construct's winds haven't dissipated entirely by now!

Handling these essences fills me with a sense of... deep disquiet. I can almost feel a malevolent, regretful aura emanating from them. It's enough to make me faint. Endaria shudders slightly. I do not look forward to studying these further.

Oh, hello. Ayessa sent you to assist me? Very well then. Not sure what an obvious novice like yourself can do, but if you give me a moment to pull my head out of this construct's innards I might have a few ideas of things you can do to help.

You seem eager to lend aid immediately. Come, let's speak further on the current situation.

Valennia's expression darkens as she reads the letter. Aonda trusted you to deliver this and she speaks highly enough of you in this letter, so I'll try to trust you too. Before we speak further, I need to consult with the few peacekeepers we have left here and formulate a plan in case the cult strikes here next. Enjoy your stay in Valanaar for now. If you are looking to keep yourself busy, there are plenty of townsfolk that can likely use the help of a strong young adventurer like yourself.

A letter from Aonda. What's that crafty highlander been up to?

The Windshapers do not forget, and blood is always paid with blood. It pleases me that you were able to deliver this final, painful reminder of our creed to this traitor. This heart will not be all that feeds the flames today, however. There is one other task that needs to be done.

It is done. The Eternal Flame burns once again. Your trial is now complete. I am pleased to present you with your Fire Totem. Use this icon of power well in your travels, adventurer. Just remember, the power of the elemental plane serves those that respect it, and consumes those who do not. This is our way.

You have done well to come this far. You do the Windshapers honor, adventurer.

Elder Amberwind sent me a message about you and your exploits in Shen'dar Village. You are most welcome here, friend. You have a strong aura, and you clearly have a resonance with the spirits. Fewer and fewer of us have the skysight of late, and Zephras needs those with the gift if we are to survive these trying times. I am glad you have found your way to me. I look forward to further making your acquaintance.

The spirit of Kuramaa is eternal, and it will manifest again when it is needed. Its mask is a source of great power, and will prove invaluable to the ritual we must complete.

We now have what we need. We will light the eternal flame and commune with the spirits of fire.

I can't imagine why anyone would want to steal these components from this construct. Other than the gyrozephyr these components have almost no practical application. Even the gyro would be nigh-useless outside of its intended purpose.

Wait--what?! Belathaan... is dead? Ayessa listens as you give your account of what occurred. The High Order was meeting with the Al'Aketh to discuss peace? There is no peace with the cult, they are murderous zealots. What was Elaadrin thinking sending Belathaan to treat with them alone? Pay this no mind, adventurer. You are not at fault for this. The arrogance of the High Order is to blame, yet again. You were merely in the right place at the wrong time.

Thank you for scavenging these materials. I imagine that some of this wasn't terribly easy to get. With these parts I can get the construct up and running again. From there we can just hope that its memory is intact and it can tell us who took its components.

The heart of a betrayer is a powerful reagent. The flames will eagerly accept such an offering and burn more intensely as it is consumed.

Finally, you are of age, adventurer... of age to battle in the name of the Horde. To conquer for the glory of the Warchief. Yes... Kaltunk looks you over. You will do nicely. No doubt you wish to find a great dragon or demon and strangle it with your bare hands, but perhaps it would be wise to start on something less... dangerous. Kaltunk laughs. Report to Gornek, he should be able to assign a task better suited to a young hero. You will find Gornek in the Den, to the west.

Lok-tar, hero. I am Thrall, Warchief of the Horde. An Earthen Ring messenger told me to expect members of the Windshapers, and here you are. I'd not have expected to see a high elf standing before me here in Orgrimmar, but the horde will welcome you as our guest all the same. You have my blessing to travel through horde lands. Go with honor, Windshaper.

Thank you for your service to Zephras, young hero. The vuldren are typically quite docile, but the animals that call Zephras home can sense when the magic on the winds is out of balance, which can lead to dangerous and unpredictable behavior if left unchecked.

This is an old, beaten, bloody table.

I sent a few of our healers to ensure that Valennia and her remaining forces made it back in one piece. She should be resting in the High Elder's residence now. Muln has already departed back to Azeroth, but he and I spoke of what is next for the Windshapers and our mission to Azeroth. Unfortunately, the island is more vulnerable than ever now and we need a plan to protect Zephras from what is to come.

I didn't say it wouldn't be a dirty job, did I?

The Windshapers are currently accepting donations for wool cloth. A donation of sixty pieces of wool cloth will net you full recognition by the Windshapers for your generosity. 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.

So now you see? There is a world of knowledge and untapped potential outside of Skywall. This will never stop being our home, but I've come to believe that the path to our salvation lies below. We must travel to Azeroth and gain the power and means to save Zephras Isle. This is the way. Will you have the courage to join us when the time comes?

I'm pleased to hear that we have High Elder Shadowsong's blessing for our expedition. Now that the cult has been defeated and preparations have been made, I think it's finally time. Muln has worked diligently to help us get stable skycutter transport going between Zephras Isle and a place called Mulgore, where the Earthen Ring make their home. We've been doing test voyages and some of our people are already waiting on the other side.

Very interesting, so it was the High Order that was responsible for the construct breaking down? I know Belathaan. He's Valennia Stormfist's cousin and his mother was actually a Windshaper. It's disappointing that he was involved in this. I need to reflect on this for a moment.

There are precious few delights afforded to us in death. Thankfully, pain is chief among them. You please me this day, and therefore you please the Dark Lady. Perhaps you can be of further use.

The Al'Aketh have engaged in their bloody zealotry for far too long. This is only the start of the reckoning they face.

Well done, and quickly too. Not too bad at all.

If you ask me, I think Prideclaws are actually kind of cute. From a safe distance... and while standing behind someone holding a sword, of course.

You grab one of the candles and place it in your pack.

The great cat calls to you, adventurer.

More adventurers from Zephras, I see. Wonderful. The winds surely favor us! It's going to take us some time to get ourselves established here, so you may want to take some time to explore this new land. Azeroth is an exciting new world, but it's also a dangerous world. You'd do well to prepare yourself for this new adventure by familiarizing yourself with the lands nearby.

Ayessa looks shaken and distant as you hand her the windstone charms. Don't mind me, adventurer. Today has merely been... a trying day. Thank you for your service to the windshapers thus far.

Extra firewood? That is always welcome. It will keep these old bones warm through the cold nights of the Glades. I have a sling for collecting wood myself, so you might as well hang onto that basket.

Talaanis Shadowsong listens intently as you tell him of what transpired above the Shrine of Akir, and of Ayessa's plan to leave Zephras Isle. I need to reflect on this further, but looking at the upside, we have rid ourselves of Lorthuna and deprived the cult of their leader. Our home has not been invaded yet and on the timeline of elemental gods, it could be years... decades even, before Al'Akir deigns to turn his attention to us. There is much to fear now, but much to celebrate as well.

Do you have those heads, adventurer?

Thank you for taking a moment to share this with me. I will continue to watch over the grove, and ponder on the state of our homeland.

Welcome to my fire, traveler.