Wulan in Shadowprey Village can sell you the "Expert Cookbook". You will need that if you are to better yourself.

I will place these adornments with my wife's memorial, so that I never forget her. My blood will always run hot with revenge! You have done me... done us... a great favor, adventurer.

Strange implements and items litter the rough surface of the stone. This is surely the offering stone that is mentioned in the note.

Let Kadrak know of the success we have had here holding off the night elves. Our plans are going well.

The offering stone is inert now. It appears your ritual drained it of power. To what end, you do not know, but it is over now. The rough stone cracks and crumbles, now devoid of purpose. Something glitters from within the remnants...

What can I do for ya, skyborne?

Ever since the barrier went down around Dalaran, the Kirin Tor have maintained a death grip on the roads. They're paranoid about something, that much is certain. For now, however, the why is irrelevant.

The Dragonmaw are a formidable clan. They're known for binding magic strong enough to make dragons serve, and rumor claims they're preparing some display of it in the Wetlands. Whether truth or bluster, the Deathstalkers can't act on half-formed whispers. Titanic winds carried only that much to me. A deathstalker agent needs a hand in the hills above the Dragonmaw encampment. Meet her there. She'll reveal the next steps.

Greetings young druid, I'm glad to see you ready and eager to learn about the curing of poisons. While most druids in the past were put through pre-planned trials, your work will involve no such thing. There has been a rash of animal poisonings at the Crossroads in the Barrens, and they're unable to bring it under control. Someone there has requested Moonglade for aid, so we are sending you there to aid them. This is no exercise - the work you'll do is quite real. Bear this in mind.

And so it continues, Father Cenarius. Dendrite makes a quick, invisible gesture in the air above him. A slight aura of power falls over him. Greetings again, adventurer. It is time for you to learn the next perspective of nature: the cat. I will put you on the path to understanding this aspect of druidic life, but much like the bear, it is you that must embrace this learning and propagate it.

Go to Kodohide Leatherworkers in The Drag. Ask for Kamari.

Good day, traveler. How can I assist?

You found the right place, and you're speaking with the right person! I can jot you down as one of our new associates. No paperwork necessary on your part, I can't be bothered with more of that. All we ask of you is to assist in dealing with compromised deliveries you find out during your travels. Doing so will earn you Merchant's Favor, which you can use to purchase goods and services right here. Here's a bit to get you settled in! Do you happen to have the crate this label came with?

Thank you for helping me out, adventurer. I'll let Camp Taurajo know you were able to rescue me. I'm so lucky you helped, I could have been stuck there all day! This is all I have to spare, but I hope it's useful to you. I'll be making my exit once I make the careful climb down.

The Screeching Canyon is home to a local band of harpies known for their ferocious nature and raiding tactics. They have ambushed the last few supply caravans that have been brave enough to traverse this place. I fear if something isn't done soon, there will be no caravans that will dare make the trek to Freewind Post. Go, slay as many of these harpies as you are able. Return to me once the deed has been done, and I will reward you well for your efforts.

This is wonderful news! I will send word to our suppliers that the harpies have been dealt with. At least that is one less threat the future caravans will need to worry about.

Those wretched harpies! They attacked the last caravan I had scheduled to deliver supplies to Freewind Post. We have enough supplies for the moment, but without more supplies, we'll run short soon. I'm not sure what the harpies plan to do with the extra supplies, but I would be grateful if you would recover them for me. They make their lair west of here. They can be found both at the base of the cliffside and inside a cave at the top.

Master Nesingwary has a big hunt ahead of him. I find helping him prepare for a day in the jungle is much more relaxing than helping him ready for combat. Although I do miss some of those glorious moments on the battlefield.

Hello, adventurer! I am master engineer, Scooty.

The night elf is motionless, with multiple wounds and discoloration emblematic of suffering from poison.

The tortured soul lets out a foul energy in the presence of the offering stone. It appears you are closer to fulfilling the ritual.

The offering stone is ominously still.

It is a favored sign to have a stranger approach in this manner. I feel a power amidst you... what is this you have brought?

adventurer, how may I further your training in the eyes of the Earth Mother?

I don't get too many Skinners in here looking for training, but I guess I could teach you something if you're ready.

By my ancestors, this water is disgusting! No wonder the gazelles are sick. Something is polluting the water, and in turn beginning to wreck the northern Barrens ecosystem. Sick gazelles have been sighted all north of the east-west road here. 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...

Yes! Well. Sort of. Gold is the true universal currency, but we have our own system for trade amongst ourselves known as Merchant's Favor. It abstracts away the ever-fluctuating value of gold and silver, and ensures fair and equitable trade between members of the organization. It cannot be liquidated to gold, unless you're engaging in some shady activity, I suppose. We still use gold for typical day-to-day needs such as materials needed for common crafts, but otherwise rely on Merchant's Favor for any kind of internal commerce. If you assist us with recovering waylaid crates and ensuring swift fulfillment of craftsman's writs, you will earn plenty!

I am glad you asked! We are far more than just a delivery service, adventurer. We employ and contract craftsman across a variety of specialties and trades, and keep our ear to the ground for any new opportunities to keep their hands busy and goods flowing. We cannot possibly predict the emergent needs of any potential client, so we depend on their crafting orders to arrive to us. You can imagine that this pipeline is... not as effective as we would hope. We encourage any crafters to satisfy these demands and deliver the goods directly to the customers, wherever they may be. Worry not, you will be fairly compensated for your troubles and earn respect among our organization.

The skycutter that arrives here will take you right to Dalaran City.

What can these old bones do for you, druid? Perhaps you would like to hear of a troll legend?

What's this? An elf? And you say the Warchief sent you? Thork grunts sharply as he looks you up and down. You look a little skinny to me, but it matters not. Out here you'll either thrive and survive, or you'll die. That is the way of things in these lands.

The entrance to Whelgar's Excavation Site can be found in the southern valley of the Wetlands. A cave along the western mountain ridge marks the passage.

I've heard of you. Windshapers. Wayward children of ancient Eldre'Thalas. I once would have called you kin--albeit distant kin. Now I have no more in common with elfkind than I have with any of the other living races. All I value from any creature that draws breath is how well they may further the goals of the Forsaken. Make yourself useful to my people, and you will be welcome in our lands. Go. Explore the Undercity as you like and enjoy its comforts, such as they are. Just remember, nothing escapes my notice within my own domain.

Thank you, adventurer. These supplies will help get us through until the next shipment arrives.

Situated along the Zoram Strand of Ashenvale, Blackfathom Deeps was once a glorious temple dedicated to the night elves' moon-goddess Elune. However, the great Sundering shattered the temple - sinking it beneath the waves of the Veiled Sea. There it remained untouched - until, drawn by its ancient power - the naga and satyr emerged to plumb its secrets. Legends hold that the ancient beast, Aku'mai, has taken up residence within the temple's ruins.

Fascinating, aren't they? This is the first time I have ever been privy to the secrets of abomination creation. I have been studying these notes, and it appears we need a heart. A massive one! I hear there is a thunder lizard there of impressive size called Stormheart, that patrols along the canyon edge in Thousand Needles. With a name like that it must have the perfect heart. I must have that heart! Oh, also I suggest you bring friends. Stormheart isn't known for being docile.

Would you like a flight to Thunder Bluff, courtesy of the Cenarion Circle?

Muln Earthfury has told me much of the Windshapers and I am proud to open the lands--and skies--of Mulgore to your people. The Tauren and the Skyborne are both children of this land. Kalimdor. I hope that your people are able to find what they are looking for here and that you are able to save your homeland. In the meantime, it is my hope that you are able to learn more of the land that your ancestors used to call home. Please make yourself at home here in Thunder Bluff, and may the Earth Mother bless your journey.

Why you would want to leave these sunny shores and crystal blue waters I have no idea. It's like paradise down here. But don't tell my brother Zapetta that, he's bitter enough already about getting stuck up there in Tirisfal all day long. This Zeppelin here drops off at Orgrimmar so you shouldn't have to worry about having to listen to him whine. But if you are in Tirisfal anytime soon, heed my warning and don't get him started.

I guarantee this bank's security with my own blood, is that good enough for you?

Do you have that crystal kelp? I'm sure Maybell is anxious to see her beau...

Welcome to Bonegrip's Runes and Dooms, hero. You may look, but do not touch. Some of the knowledge here is not meant for the...uninitiated.

Did you collect the samples?

Hurry, my friend, move with haste In order for our rich lager to taste More like beer and less like stew, Hops are needed to make the brew.

I sell only the best gear, tested and true. And the prices are set, so if you want to haggle then go find a Goblin.

I am told the farms of Westfall once supplied a bounty of crops for Stormwind. But now, the soil is barren and most of the farmers have fled. On behalf of Darnassus I would like to offer my aid in replenishing this land. Will you assist me?

Shhh! You'll give away my hiding spot!

I see... these gills appear to be healthy, for now. But we must not be complacent.

Have you brought something to add to our collection?

Thanks a bunch! I'll get to work on an escape plan. In the meantime, take this!