Hopefully that sends them packing back to the north. I'll have some grunts keep an eye out for any stragglers or funny business.

So... you want to be a tailor? Very well, we'll see if you have what it takes.

Pleased to make your acquaintance. May I help you?

Hopefully those snake scum aren't giving you trouble?

I should have known better than to think an abomination could write anything of use. Let us keep that lapse of judgment between us. You have pleased me, and therefore pleased the Dark Lady. Perhaps there is hope for you.

The spirits have guided you to me. How may I be of service?

Ha! I could hear his body fall from here! Be proud of your kill today, not many can claim they survived a fight with a sea giant.

The skyborne before you sways unsteadily, clearly very inebriated. I used to be a sailor you know? Before the trouble started. The skycutters used to run between the islands. Now its unsafe or some such, or so they say. I see the High Order and the Windshapers have their skycutters running again, but I'm stuck here, grounded! What aren't we being told! He turns and yells loudly at the innkeeper. WHAT AREN'T WE BEING TOLD, DONAAL!?

Slay your enemies and swoon your paramours with this one weird trick. If you follow the path of the rogue, I can teach you... for a cost, of course.

Fish so delicious. You come learn fish? Eat fish? Mmmmm...

The Shattered Hand will see the Horde to their former glory, unhindered by the timidness of the Warchief.

I don't train your kind shaman.

These stones are infused with magical energy, but purposefully flawed. They are very unstable and once removed from the table they will consume themselves quickly.

I can teach you how to cook!

Nostyec Regenthor, mod. E wirsh ador eynes re an tiras an lo vil va novaedi E gol melka ras re y bor rothas aelgestron.

Greetings, child. I am Illaya Amberwind and I am the Elder Windshaper here on Zephras Isle. It's always nice to meet young new faces that make their way down from the grove. Don't let this old shaman hold you up, no doubt you've got many adventures to see to. Do feel free to stop by later if you'd like.

Oh, that's okay. I-I'll be here if you want to learn some other time. T-Thank you for talking to me!

Slay your enemies and swoon your paramours with this one weird trick. If you follow the path of the rogue, I can teach you... for a cost, of course.

May the spirits be with you.

You may not be a paladin, but you may yet find solace in the light should you seek it.

You go to inner ring of The Apothecarium. Lavinia Crowe is there.

The spirits have guided you to me. How may I be of service?

Cooking is a life long pursuit and I see we share the same passion!

It is wise that you humble yourself before me adventurer in your desire for more warlock knowledge.

What are you looking for?

Hey mon, what can I be doin' for you?

You'd best have those reports in hand, or get out of my face.

Give 'em blood and thunder!

Did you find her?

Heglan's body lies cold within the wreckage of the hut. Whatever killed her doesn't seem to be human. There may be signs of what happened nearby.

May this help Executor Arren and so many others see our true nature. Much like in our past lives, we live to serve our people--to protect them with the gifts the Light provides us. They will see in time that we are just as valuable to the Dark Lady's plans as any other. Light be with you.

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

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

In all of our years dealing with the wind spirits, at no point did they speak of the Windlord as a figure of reverence. They acknowledged the existence of a being named Al'Akir, but they avoided invoking his name, almost as if they feared him. Even if this Al'Akir is an all-powerful "Windlord" or ruler of the wind elementals, my centuries of communion with the spirits has convinced me that at the very least he is not universally loved amongst the denizens of Skywall. I fear that attempting to treat with Al'Akir could merely hasten our doom.

All travelers bound for Mulgore should depart here.

Ah, excellent! Thank you for acquiring these. I can promise they will be put to good use.

Many disagree on this point. I believe that simple communication is the key. The songs of the wind rang so clearly to us when the spirits where still here. Since they left, its grown quiet and our power as windshapers has weakened. However, there are those of us who can still hear something. A hushed tone. Fragments of a melody. Those that can still hear and see into the elemental planes must grow in strength. I believe that is the key to our salvation.

You must remember that while this realm has been our home for millennia, we will always be somewhat alien to this place. We are not in the terrestrial world that birthed our people. We are in the realm of Skywall, a part of the elemental plane. We arrived here as the guests of spirits with whom we found common cause in ages past. Now that we Shen'dorei find ourselves bereft of their presence--and potentially--their protection, there's no telling how the other denizens of this plane may perceive us.

How can you even hold all of those boulders! Those are great. Most even have a nice flat side, too. Now that you carried them all the way over here we can scoot them around in the dirt, right where we want 'em. Thanks, adventurer!

Why is this happening? Put simply, the spirits of the wind just... vanished. They were there one day, and they were gone the next. I can't quite describe the feeling that we windshapers felt when it happened. It was as if a great silence fell over all of us and then... a profound absence. The petty wraiths you've likely encountered out there are just shades of the glory of the true spirits of wind. Non-sentient, aimless, and a far cry from the kindly spirits we lived in harmony alongside for thousands of years.

It's nice to not have to always sit in the dirt!

The Cult? They are zealots and killers. They believe that we are being punished for some unspecific sin. The reality is that those that lead them are opportunists leftover from a dubious order of so-called "Priests" of Al'Akir, the Windlord. They now find themselves in a position to weaponize the fear of our people to consolidate their own power... and they have been quick to do so.

This skycutter will take you right to the wondrous open plains of Mulgore.

It's my job to get the Paladins of Bandarion Keep set up with proper arms and armor. It's not much, but it's honest work. I've got a thing or two for sale as well, should you need gear.

The spinning column of wind before you seems to hum with contentment. It clearly cannot speak, but you have a clear sense of the sensations it feels. It seems... happy to provide you with the blessing of the winds.

I think we can win this one...

Yes?

What are you looking for?

What a trophy, shaman! That must have been some fight!

Yes?