I will instruct you when the time is right... that time is not now. You have much more to learn first!

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.

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.

You don't look like much to me, but who knows, maybe there's an enchanter hidden in there somewhere!

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

Shadowgale Forest! It's haunted! Haunted as the sky is blue! Terrible forest spirits, terror birds with talons as big as yer arm! It's... a nightmare! Swimmers turns to Donaal and belches loudly. IT'S NOT CRAZY TALK, DONAAL!

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

How can I share my secrets with a beginner? Try speaking with Victor Ward first.

Yes, I think you have potential. Maybe I can show you a thing or two.

Jim'bek locks eyes with you as he takes a deep puff from his hookah. 'Ello, mon. Need a rug? A blanket? Or just some cloth for your next project? I got you.

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

The shen'dorei will always owe the spirits a debt for their aid, and the Windshapers have sworn an oath to repay that debt and restore things to the way they were before. Unfortunately, we are dangerously blind to what is happening around us within Skywall without the spirits to guide us. The High Order are shortsighted and arrogant, just like their Highborne ancestors. They seek to master and control the magic of this place. This is very path that led us to flee from Kalimdor and reside here in the first place. I fear that much like our forebears their confidence has vastly outpaced their competence and the end result could be disastrous.

These demon plates were worn by the creature that first cursed our people with bloodlust. By the heroic act of one brave orc - he was defeated. Mannoroth the Destructor is no more. Let these plates always remind us of how far we've come and how hard we fought to regain our honor. - Thrall, Warchief of the Horde

Good stuff, that stormstout, huh? I have another recipe that I learned from Chen. Would you be interested? It won't take long to make, and it might be useful if you plan on adventuring some more. Bring me 5 lightning glands from any stormhide, 1 thunderhawk saliva gland from greater thunderhawks, and a kodo liver from any of the Barrens' kodos. Like I said, this stuff has kick; it's the trogg brew that I mentioned to you before.

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.

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!

Please do see that he reads it at once. I fear our Scourge problem has only just begun. Come see me again in due time. I believe I have nearly uncovered something I could use a willing blade to help with.

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

I think we can win this one...

Come in, come in. Just don't sit too close to the stove. It hasn't exploded yet today, but just to be safe I think you should sit elsewhere.

Yes?

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

Yes?

Your work helps Orgrimmar grow. Know that as you walk the city's paths.

I'll use these to prepare something tasty, and save the seeds for planting. Someday we'll have prickly pears growing all around Orgrimmar!

I have enough ingredients for a sapta of fire if you can find the reagent pouch and some fire tar. The Burning Blade fanatics carry the proper components for most of their spells in those pouches, and usually have enough of the items I need that we will not have to search much farther for anything else. The saptas are always made from ingredients that are closely tied to their respective elements. It makes our work easier because of the warlocks' ties to fire.

So now that we've learned the basics, why don't you go and learn a tradeskill from the trainers in the village nearby. They will also teach you how to create a camp fixture suitable to your new profession.

The brazier stands about a third your height, and looks normal, save for the inscriptions along its smooth metal rails. The metal shows no signs of wear from the weather, and the bowl seated at the top of it feels cool to the touch.

Direct conflict with our shen'dorei brothers and sisters only weakens us as a people, but decisive action must at times be taken to prevent greater tragedy. The mages of the High Order have zero regard for the consequences of their magical meddling. The forces that bind our island are fragile and vulnerable and all it could take is one thoughtless action to destroy our home.

Like a muscle, your skysight must be exercised if you hope to grow stronger in the gift. Leveraging your skysight to bridge the distance between the mortal and the spiritual may prove invaluable to you in your adventures. You'd do well to remember what you've learned here today. Our ability to use our gifts to hear what the elements tell us could be the key to our survival.

I think you now understand how important the mission of the Windshapers is. Every soul who commands the skysight is of vital importance if we hope to establish dialogue with the spirits of the winds once again. Between threats from within such as the Al'Aketh, and the uncertainty of our safety here in Skywall, it is our responsibility as Windshapers to use our gifts to save our home and ensure that the Shen'dorei can survive these trying times.

I almost did not hear you approach me, young rogue. Almost. Almost won't be good enough when you leave Thendal Grove. You must be a slender blade, silent and steady. Ever vigilant and ever mindful of your surroundings. You might have what it takes to survive the dangers of Zephras. You also might end up with your throat slit in a ditch. Ultimately that's entirely up to you. Speak with me again if you wish to take your next steps.

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.

A white hot flame ignites within the bowl as you place the ember within. You can feel the magical effects of the sapta coursing through your body and the fire dances rhythmically before you. You place the top of the torch within the basin, and it immediately catches on fire.

Hmmm, Swart sent you to me, did he? Well then, Swart could always be trusted, so that must mean you're ready to take part of the next sapta--the sapta of fire. I see it in your eyes already, the burning, the desire. You've tasted power, and now you're ready for more of it. Patience, adventurer. Remember what earth taught you. Power and destruction will come easily, but you must still know when to stay your hand.

Egalin was the teacher that taught me. With hardly a look, he was able to command the voidwalker he had summoned. When it came my turn to try, I was overconfident. Do not trifle with the powers that you wield, adventurer, they can consume even the vigilant.

Your power is little now, though I suspect already you sense the possibilities. Even the dead might feel alive, with that power coursing through us.

Though you are still untested and young in your learning, you have proven that you possess sufficient ability to master the summoning and binding of an imp. Do not be deceived by an imp's size. Though it lacks physical strength, it possesses powers and a cleverness that will serve you well. Attend me carefully, adventurer, for I will not repeat this lesson, and I will leave its mastery to you.

Yes, adventurer? What do you have there?

May fire burn within your heart, adventurer. The elements await you.

These will do nicely, adventurer. Fire is more than chaos and destruction--do well to remember that. It is also about life, and creation. All things are tied together in such a way. Forces oppose one another, but at the same time, one cannot exist without the other. Both extinguish one another, but also give one another meaning. Always remember this. Using different types of magic in conjunction with one another will show not only true skill, but great wisdom.

Ah, this is excellent. Like as not, Perrine was ignorant to the true power of the musty book he had stolen from us. It will not fall out of our hands again. Observe, adventurer, the structure of the spell, the manner in which your power must be channeled.

What are you looking for?

Which profession?

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!?

Did you find the fruits?

I expect to hear of your success, adventurer. Not meeting my expectations will be the least of your worries, however, should you fail.

Here is the antidote, adventurer. Take it to Rhinag as soon as you can, and be cautious.

Remember, no matter what creature you hunt, you would do well to study it and understand its behavior. That knowledge could save your life.

Venomtails are some of the deadliest scorpids in Durotar. It was unwise for Rhinag to hunt them without having some of the antidote with him, but right now, chastising is the last thing he needs. Bring me a few venomtail poison sacs from any of the venomtails near the entrance of Orgrimmar and I'll make an antidote for him. Make haste, adventurer. One of our own needs your help.