We must determine the source and nature of the poison corrupting this land. Let us begin with the groundwater under the farms in the area. Go to the Jansen Stead in the north and the Molsen Farm northwest of here, and collect samples from the wells there.

The corruption affecting Westfall's crops may have seeped into the ocean as well. If the local fish are affected too, it could doom Stormwind to famine. Collect gills from the murlocs along the shoreline and bring them to me. Murlocs are quite hardy, but their physiology is extremely sensitive to contaminants. Any toxins in the seawater will be readily apparent in the gills you find.

The well samples you collected contain toxic metals! If we do not put an end to this corruption quickly, it will be decades before crops can grow in this soil again. The Defias have seized the mines of Westfall and use creatures as labor to strip their resources. Disrupt them by slaying their miners in the Jangolode Mine to the north, and the Gold Coast Quarry to the west.

Strange - the poison does not seem to originate from the mines you investigated. I am told the Deadmines under the town of Moonbrook are the largest, deepest mines of Westfall, but they have been abandoned since the First War. Could the Deadmines be active again? Please travel to Moonbrook, adventurer, and look for evidence of mining or industrial activity. This is the last lead we have!

The supplies you found point to a massive industrial operation somewhere in the Deadmines. There's no question that this is the source of the toxins plaguing the farmland of Westfall. We need to stop it, quickly. Whatever's down there will be difficult to destroy. Go to the Dwarven District of Stormwind, and find an engineer who can supply us with some explosives.

While there is more I could speak to you of the moonwells and of Teldrassil, I must send you along. Corithras Moonrage will be expecting you. I have poured the phial of water you brought to me into this vessel to bring to him. Seek out Corithras. You will find him at the moonwell in Dolanaar. Follow the road south from Aldrassil out of Shadowglen, and continue to follow the cobblestones as the road turns west. Mind you stay on the road though, adventurer. There are dangerous beasts in the forests of late.

Greetings, rogue. For what purpose do I owe the pleasure of our meeting?

Theory and practice are two sides of a coin, adventurer. Remember this.

Stormwind, Ironforge, and Darnassus all have unique peoples and cultures. As a guest of the Alliance here on Azeroth, you should take some time to visit each of our capital cities in turn. Speak with Randal Emerson in the southern antechamber for directions to get you started.

We see fewer and fewer travelers from Razor Hill these days. The scorpids were never much fun, but now I hear there are spiders making their nest along the road. If your travels take you up north, kill some of the spiders on your way. Then, let Razor Hill know the path's a bit safer for them.

Its a big world down here, and we need our people to start branching out to explore it. That's where you come in. The Kirin Tor is a member of an "Alliance" of like-minded nations. The de-facto heart of this alliance is the city of Stormwind to the south. Elaadrin has asked me to find someone to travel to Stormwind and meet with the regent lord there, a human named Bolvar Fordragon. When you are ready, the Kirin Tor mages have set up a special portal for the High Order to use to access Stormwind.

Before we fled Gnomeregan, I made a hard copy of my family's archives. Arcanotechnical field equations, Second War submarine hull designs, Grandma Quikswitch's chili recipe... our greatest accomplishments are in those files. It wasn't until we reached Ironforge that I found a hole in my pack! Several punch cards are gone, and without them the data's too scrambled to recover. The cards must be buried in the snow, somewhere outside Gnomeregan. Could you find them? I know it's a long shot...

Wanted! Incinerator Gar'im, Leader of an orc incursion in Render's Valley. Purported to be working with the Blackrock of Stonewatch Keep. Beware of Incinerator Gar'im. He and his Shadowcasters are extremely dangerous. A handsome reward will to be given to any brave soul that can deliver proof of Incinerator Gar'im's demise to Magistrate Solomon.

So you've taken up First Aid? That's an honorable... and pragmatic pursuit as a rogue. I reckon I know someone that can teach you how to craft a First Aid Kit for your camp. Injuries are a reality in the world of adventuring and offering some much-needed healing at your camp could even save lives.

Greetings, warlock. I can see you've got the look of an adventurer about you. This is good. The world needs more of us restless souls, seeking fortune and glory. You'll need to learn to thrive in the wilds to be successful in this line of work. Not sure how your outdoor skills are but I can probably teach you a thing or two, if you'd be apt to learn. Have a seat near the fire and get comfortable. I'll walk you through it.

Is that my journal? I've been missing this for a while. Thank you, rogue. Hey, you've got the look of an adventurer yourself. How would you like to learn about camping?

Is that my journal? I've been missing this for a while. Thank you, warlock. Hey, you've got the look of an adventurer yourself. How would you like to learn about camping?

<The journal appears to be quite plain, detailing the life and adventures of someone you've never heard of. There are multiple entries mentioning camping. It seems to be quite... fun.>

We lost many brave warriors of the Horde when we sacked Tiragarde Keep. Now that the humans have reinforced the ruins, we cannot collect their remains to properly honor their deaths. Go to the ruins surrounding the keep, and search for the weapons left by our fallen kin. We will display them in a place of honor.

Our hunters and fishers bring back plenty of savory food for our troops - but it's rare that they get a sweet treat. I've seen a cactus that produces a prickly, tasty fruit. But it only grows in the hills to the west, where the wretched quilboars make their camps. Make your way past the quilboars and bring me some of those fruits. And be careful - the fruits are as spiny as the quilboars!

When we fled the isles that Zalazane and his ilk now inhabit, we left behind many precious idols that help us commune with spirits we worship: our loa. They are of grave importance to our tribe. The followers of Zalazane show no reverence for our loa and have scattered these idols across the largest of the isles. This is an action that will not go unnoticed if we are not able to collect these idols, and offending a loa is a grave matter. Go, find as many loa idols as you can and return them to me.

A fresh specimen from a beast of this size is quite a find. Perhaps someone in Aldrassil familiar with the study of spiders would be interested in the fang.

With an influx of new recruits like yourself, it's been hard to keep our weapons supplied. Our weaponsmith, Kzan, is running low on training weapons and I'd like to see what kinds of skills you possess to get an idea of what I have to work with. Luckily for you, I have a solution to both. While you're out there cutting your teeth on boars, salvage six abandoned training weapons. Our failed recruits left them laying on the ground. Once you do, return them to our weaponsmith Kzan behind me in the Den.

Your actions show you are one who respects knowledge. The library is open for use in your studies.

Pleasure to make yer acquaintance! Name's Borgus, of the one and only Steelhand family. You can always count on a Steelhand fer a fair deal! A few weeks back me brother Gorbold joined up with a merchant stall in Auberdine. Plenty of coin to be made supplyin' ships there, let me tell you! Lucky sod. I haven't heard from him since--mind checking on him if yer heading that way? There's a new ship in the harbor that will take ye straight there. Head to the southern-most dock; can't miss it!

The Gnarlpine furbolg would not turn on their ancient allies so readily. We must learn more of their plight. Search their abandoned homes for totems. If any survived the chaos of their departure, their engravings may tell us more of what happened here. You'll find their camps along the western edge of the glen, though the grell and grellkin may have scattered them beyond.

You are born kaldorei--the children of the stars--and have inherited a birthright unlike any other in this world. Elune's grace may illuminate our strengths, helping our strikes hit true, or it may help conceal us just as the moon may eclipse the sun. Our Long Vigil after the defense of Mount Hyjal has ended, and we have joined an Alliance of others--which you will meet in due time. For now, you are nestled in the boughs of Teldrassil. Demonstrate Mother Moon's gifts, and bask in her blessings.

Brother Haalien, It is time to prove your worth to the Al'Aketh! Go into Shadowgale to find the pylon. You have conveyed your concerns about the druids and the highest in our order have heard you. Take these faithful soldiers with you in your righteous mission. Kill the druids swiftly lest they interfere with our plans. We have eyes and ears in Valanaar that will confirm when you have been successful. The time of reckoning is at hand! None shall be able to stop the ushering! -N

If you'd like to get started doing some good in our world, I'd recommend reporting to a man named Gryan Stoutmantle in Westfall to the south, at the settlement known as Sentinel Hill. His people are in need of aid. After journeying here from another plane of existence, the problems our lands face may seem small. I assure you, the aid you provide to those impacted by such problems means everything to them, and you will grow stronger for your labors. Good luck out there, adventurer!

Do ye know how hard it is to fish on a frozen lake? My poor husband, Paxton, has been out in the middle of it for days and we barely have a single sack to show fer it. Well, we DID have a sack to show fer it. Until the thrice-damned wendigo attacked me and made off with our haul. It'll take us weeks to fish all that back up! If that loudmouth Frosthowl didn't scare 'em all off, anyway. Do us a favor and get it back, aye? Drooling brute is hiding somewhere deep in the Grizzled Den to the southeast.

What the Blackrock orcs don't understand is that this is a war of attrition. Their brazen push into Alliance territory has left them vulnerable and without supplies, relying on the surrounding mountains to gather resources. An army can't run on empty bellies, adventurer. Go to their encampments south of Stonewatch Keep to the east and rob them of their food and weapons. Let's see the orcs' fighting spirit when they're starved and defenseless.

Blessings to you, rogue. The Sisterhood of Elune has stood as a pillar of kaldorei society for thousands of years. Before the Great Sundering, before the War of the Ancients, through the Long Vigil, we have guided and healed our people through the darkness. Such is our charge, and such is the demand of the peerless Mother Moon. We now require your aid in a matter of great importance. Sister Aquinne awaits your arrival in Darnassus.

If the gnolls are growing so bold they are willing to camp this close to humans, there's no telling how much further they'll go. We need to deter them. The beasts are hardly organized, but they seem to respect strength above all else. If we can slay the worst of them, maybe claim some of their trophies, we can remind these gnolls why they should stay in the hills where they belong. Should you see any of their thrashers, bring me their collars. That should put the fear of the Alliance back into them.

You have just glimpsed the power that can be yours. The feeble and foolish among us are afraid of the path that we tread, but with boldness and cunning we can decide our own fates. Guard your powers closely. The fearful lash out against that which they do not understand. Now you are one of us. If you need training in spells then return to me.

Ah, while you were gone a tablet came for you, adventurer. I usually avoid dealing with warlocks if I can help it, but I think you should read it when you have time. If I'm not mistaken, it came from your newly-appointed trainer, Nartok. He would have words with you when you're ready.

Ah, you received my message. Excellent. We orcs have a long and turbulent history with the entities of the Nether, but now we forge our own path, in command of our destiny. You, too, can seize the power to shape the future for your people. Where our leaders falter, we are ready to press forward and claim our rightful place. You will be of eminence among the trolls.

The Council of the Forest sent a small group of sentinels to the Oracle Tree some time ago. The tree sends messages to our elders, and it falls to us to deliver them to Darnassus safely. I received word that our most recent runner has not yet arrived. The Oracle's messages vary in frequency, but it has been abnormally long. Please head towards the Oracle Glade along the road to the west and check on her. It would have been Eralya Leafshadow's turn, and she is still in training. Elune guide you.

What brings you to this part of the world, adventurer?

Are you heading to the south? To Lake Al'Ameth? If so, then I have a task I might ask of you... My colleague Denalan has a camp along the eastern end of the lake, where he is studying and experimenting on the plant life of Teldrassil. He requested a package of rare earths from Darnassus and it was late, only recently arriving here in Dolanaar. Can you take the package to him?

Have you entered the Burning Blade Coven, adventurer? Did you find my pick?

That's it - the bomb's ready to go! Careful with that detonator, now.

You need something destroyed? Would this have anything to do with your activities in Moonbrook? Don't look surprised. SI:7 stays apprised of all that goes on in Stormwind's lands. If you're planning to set off an explosion in the caves below Westfall, you'll want to be well outside beforehand. Take this remote detonator - it's a recent prototype from our own engineers. Oh - and it would be best if you didn't mention my involvement to your elf friend.

I assume you want a "controlled" explosion? Not as much fun, but a good choice if you want to keep all your limbs. I'm afraid I don't have a remote detonator - why don't you go check with the sneaky folks down at Stormwind Intelligence? They should be able to find us something.

Industrial sabotage? You've got my attention! We'll start with some dynamite...

How may I help you today?

Thank you for finding my necklace mister mage... you are very kind! My kitty thanks you too - isn't that right Effsee?

What is this, adventurer? Oh, I knew Dirania would be able to help me! <Iverron drinks the antidote.> I'm always getting into trouble and Dirania, well, she always manages to help me out of it. I am feeling much better, but I think I will sit here for a while longer, until I feel completely better. Well, that, and I was hoping you'd clear a path for me through those vicious Webwood spiders...

Hmm... Looking for something specific, are you?

Show me those explosives, adventurer!

Oh dear; I was wondering why I hadn't seen Iverron yet today. And I've always warned him about those spiders...