You know enough to be dangerous, but you still look like you need training to me adventurer.

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.

Thank you. Let me see...

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.

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.

Well done, adventurer. But I fear the source of the poison may lie somewhere else...

What is all this?

This is a great start! Now to tie it all together... and add a little extra zing...

I'm glad you've returned, adventurer.

When we arrived, the Razormane quilboars possessed much of the land, and proved a thorn in our sides. Through our efforts we have driven out the largest part of their numbers, but still they remain well-fortified in some areas. It has gone on long enough, however. For our own protection, we cannot allow the Razormane any hold in our lands. Their camps can be found to the west of here. Look for the brambles and you will find them. Today we drive them from Durotar, tomorrow, perhaps from all of Kalimdor.

The witchdoctor Zalazane dwells on the Echo Isles to the east. They are the isles we once called home. From there he sends his trolls to the mainland, to hex our people and drag more of them under his sway. He must be stopped. Defeat Zalazane and his minions -- former Darkspear trolls, now lost to us. Bring me his head and I will know his reign of evil is over.

Hm... your report comes at a bad time. The Burning Blade is not seen here in Sen'jin, but their evil has taken seed off the coast, on the Echo Isles. The orcs are friends of the Darkspear Trolls. Honorable friends. We want to help the orcs, but... we need help too.

Your trials against the Burning Blade are finished... here in the Valley. But I want you to report your findings. Go to the troll village of Sen'jin and seek out Master Gadrin. Sen'jin Village is east out of the valley, then right at the fork. Tell Gadrin of the Burning Blade, and that they have reached the Valley of Trials. Discover from him if they have yet reached Sen'jin. Go, adventurer, and be swift. I fear the evil found in the Burning Blade Coven is but the herald of a larger threat...

We cannot allow the Burning Blade a foothold in Durotar! We must destroy them before their evil festers! I have undergone my own investigations and found that a Burning Blade warlock, the goblin Fizzle Darkstorm, has camped within Thunder Ridge to the northwest. There he and his cultist minions spread chaos. Find and defeat Fizzle, and bring me his dead claw!

The peons have been scared to travel south for some time, adventurer. Now that you've cleared the path a bit, we can get them back to work.

Your body looks worn and your spirit weary. Rest yourself beneath our roof and allow Elune to guide your dreams.

We at Sen'jin Village are not without our own troubles, and we thank you for your aid. But the news you bring regarding the Burning Blade could be trouble for everyone. There is an orc stationed at Razor Hill, Orgnil Soulscar, who polices Durotar from evils such as the Burning Blade! Go to Orgnil and tell him of our plight, as well as your news from the Valley of Trials. He will want to know these things. Razor Hill lies to the north.

I hear the voice of my brother, Minshina, calling to me in my dreams. He was taken by Zalazane, the warlock on the Echo Isles to the east. And he is dead. But death is not freedom for my brother. Minshina's spirit was trapped within his own skull by Zalazane's magics. In my dreams I see it with other skulls, in a circle of power on the largest Echo Isle. As long as it remains there my brother's soul is doomed. Please, adventurer. Find the circle and retrieve Minshina's skull. Bring it to me. Free him!

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.

Since the fall of Dalaran and the destruction of Quel'Thalas, wares of this sort have been hard to come by. But Lucan Cordell and some of our other Tradesman have been doing a fine job of filling our orders with quality merchandise.

You seem confident. Surely you wouldn't mind a test of your skills?

Bah! I almost forgot I need to get breakfast ready. adventurer, get yourself movin' and get me some taillasher eggs. I'll need at least three of them if I'm going to have enough for tomorrow's meal. The Bloodtalon taillashers can be fierce, and protect their eggs to the death more often than not. They sometimes bury their eggs too deep in the earth to uncover safely, but if you head to the Echo Isles to the southeast of Sen'jin Village, you can usually find them all over those islands.

Many of the hides we use come from Durotar tigers, adventurer. Blankets, armor, tents: there are a great many reasons we hunt the beasts, and many reasons we let them thrive at the same time. The time has come for us to cull the flock, so to speak. Our numbers grow, and our needs are beginning to overwhelm our stocks. I need more hides if I'm to prepare suitable goods for our people. Bring me 4 Durotar tiger furs, and I shall reward you. You can find them on the islands south of here.

No one's ever stolen anything out of here. Not in the whole history of... the whole history!

My pack! When I dropped it to run from that huge spider, I thought I'd never see it again. You really are a hero!

The pack has the name "Ukor" crudely stitched along the flap.

Something need doing?

My, my. How I do love surprises, adventurer. This specimen will surely help further my studies.

Although my eyes fail me, I still can see clearly enough. More often I must rely on my alchemical skills to aid me in magics that once came easily. But I refuse to take on an apprentice--no troll or orc worthy enough has ever come forward. Are you worthy? Yes, of course you are... of course you think you are. I need a few things. Will you get them for me? I need intact makrura eyes, and vials of crawler mucus. You can find them on any makrura or crawler in Durotar. We shall speak again soon.

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.

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.

Just browsing my wares or is there something specific I can help you find today?

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.

Welcome to Stomwind Keep, citizen.

Welcome to our home, adventurer. Radnaal and I have little to offer, but you are welcome to what hospitality we can provide.

Greetings mage. Shall I provide you with further insight into the world of magic?

What are you looking for?

What is your curiosity looking for?

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.

You retrieved it! Well done! Your efforts within the Burning Blade Coven are key in rooting out this cult in the Valley of Trials. But I fear they have further aims in our land. We have not seen the end of them.

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.

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.

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.>

All I need for my famous meat pie are 8 Goretusk Livers!

Your worth to The People's Militia has been validated by your brave acts thus far.

Best deals in all of Stormwind my friend, won't find any better. Now, what can I help you with?