It is vital that we learn more about what the cult is planning, and with the turncoat dead the information may have died with him...

The Windshapers are almost wholly to blame for everything that has happened. Their refusal to change has damaged our ability to save ourselves from our current peril. They speak in absolutes and treat assumptions and superstitious hope as fact. Do you know who else deals only absolutes? The Al'Aketh. I for one do not intend to let blind adherence to dangerous beliefs doom our people. If it weren't for the threat of the cult, I'd march our mages over to the other side of Valnaar and wipe the Windshapers out.

What have you brought from the depths, mage.

<Valennia is severely wounded and is barely holding on to consciousness.>

Hello there, hero.

H-Hello. You'll have to excuse me, I'm used to your kind running from me.

Welcome to Ironforge, hero.

It's always great to see you, adventurer.

I might be the only living shen'dorei left amongst our people who had more than a handful of words with him. I served him as the captain of his Empyrean Blades for nearly nine centuries, right up until... he left us. Even still, I can't rightly claim that I "knew" him. He was ever a reserved and solitary man. He spent most of his time alone or in communion with the spirits in the spires high above the Shrine of the Four Winds... the place that the cult now calls the 'Shrine of Akir'.

Would you like a flight to Rut'theran Village, courtesy of the Cenarion Circle?

If you need training as a cook, I have a few tips and tricks I could pass on! Ho ho! Throw on an apron and let's get started!

The power-hungry Gul'dan, obsessed with obtaining godhood itself, set out on a desperate search for the undersea Tomb of Sargeras that he believed held the secrets of ultimate power. Having already doomed his fellow orcs to become the slaves of the Burning Legion, Gul'dan thought nothing of his supposed duty to Doomhammer.

I am Belanaa Windveil and I am an agent of the High Order here on Azeroth. If you'd like to make a donation of cloth to our organization, we would be most grateful.

Greetings traveler, I am Tharnariun Treetender.

May Elune walk with you, druid. The Temple of the Moon has come to help the troubled citizens of Auberdine.

adventurer, I've come to find out how rampant the effects of Fel Moss are throughout Darkshore. The corruption of Teldrassil and our surrounding lands really concerns the druids of the Cenarian Circle, and all Night elves. It is my goal to find out why this has happened and to put an end to it.

Thank you very much for these. As elves we all have a deep connection to magic and these windstones are becoming more and more precious as the magic imbued into this island by the great anchor pylons continues to fade. Windstones aren't the only beneficial thing you can harvest from the land. Please, take one of these manuals.

Greetings, traveler.

Ah yes, he mentioned that an agent of the High Order would be arriving in Stormwind soon. He asked me to draft instructions for you. <Randal hands you a neatly sealed note.> This should give you all the information you need. You are in for quite the journey, adventurer. I wish you luck on behalf of Stormwind and the Alliance.

So, you wish to embrace the way of the claw, child? Very well. Let us speak.

The Council of Silvermoon, which ruled over the elves of Quel'Thalas, entered into a secret pact with the Magocrat lords of Dalaran. The elves told the Magocrats about the history of ancient Kalimdor and of the Burning Legion, a history which still threatened the world. They informed the humans that so long as they used magic, they would need to protect their citizenry from the malicious agents of the Legion.

Where is it ye would like to go lad? For just a few coin my Gryphons can get ye there faster than even the swiftest horse.

Welcome to SI:7 headquarters, adventurer.

The citizens of Dalaran tolerated the magicians' endeavors and built up a bustling economy under the protection of their magic-using defenders. Yet, as more and more magicians practiced their arts, the fabric of reality around Dalaran began to weaken and tear.

<As you approach the enormous cyclone construct, you hear a faint buzzing emanating from beneath its massive armor plates. If you listen carefully you think you might be able to hear a few words being formed but they are too distorted to make out.>

Where would you like to fly to?

Flowers and seeds and such? That would be Reyna Stonebranch's area of expertise. Ye can find her tending to her plants over at the Ironforge Physician on the southern side of The Great Forge.

As the empire grew and expanded into new lands, the young magicians also spread out into the southlands. Wielding their mystical powers, the magicians protected their brethren from the wild creatures of the land and made it possible for new city-states to be constructed in the wilderness. Yet, as their powers grew, the magicians became ever more conceited and isolated from the rest of society.

<Lotheluum wears a look of genuine terror as you recount the events from the druid den.> I--I'm sorry, adventurer. I need just a moment. There are no words I possess that can describe the loss. This is grave news indeed. If this missive is not fabricated, then we indeed have at best an accomplice and at worst a traitor here in Valanaar. I will take this to the High Elder immediately! I will not let my fellows sacrifice be in vain.

You forgot what you had to do the moment you stepped through the door, eh? Happens to everyone.

Good day to you.

Though the rebellion had been quelled, the Horde was unable to recoup the terrible losses it had suffered. Gul'dan's betrayal had afforded the Alliance not only hope, but also time to regroup and retaliate.

Ah, you have returned. I do hope you have brought the relics with you?

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.

A Dark Iron incursion--right beneath our feet? Well, I'm relieved to hear that the Dark Iron commander has been dispatched. The guards will head in and clean up the rest of the rabble. We'll see to it that the breaches are sealed and the lower levels reinforced to ensure that no further incursions are possible. Thank ye for yer service to Ironforge, mage. Take this as a small token of my gratitude. Oh, and if ye see that old Wildhammer rockhugger Farsen again, tell 'em to pay me a proper visit.

Mmm, I think you are going to like what I can cook up with these acorns!

Excellent work, adventurer. You'd make a fine ranger if this whole "adventurer" thing doesn't work out for you.

With the absence of trolls in the northlands, the elves of Quel'Thalas bent their efforts towards rebuilding their glorious homeland. The victorious armies of Arathor returned home to southlands of Strom.

Ner'zhul, the Lich King, knew that his time was short. Imprisoned within the Frozen Throne, he suspected that Kil'jaeden would send his agents to destroy him. The damage caused by Illidan's spell had ruptured the Frozen Throne; thus, the Lich King was losing his power daily. Desperate to save himself, he called his greatest mortal servant to his side: the death knight Prince Arthas.

This is good, adventurer, so much so that it should be enough to make some ample doses of the salve - at least enough to start to make a difference. Making a cure for poisons can be quite difficult at times because each one often requires a very specific antidote to counteract it. Imagine being able to cure a poison at will without having to worry about the exact ingredients of what the antidote must be! Now, let me get to work on this!

they would have life eternal, and have naught to fear from the Sundering that was to come...

Having the skills needed to survive the outdoors is critical. A well-rested and well-prepared adventurer has a much higher chance of surviving this lifestyle.

With this, you'll be able to set up a camp anywhere out in the wilderness. What you've learned is just the basics, so you won't be able to place too many furnishings around it. Raise your cooking skill and you might just be able to learn to make even bigger fires. You can also learn the basics of furnishing your campsites from other tradeskill trainers if you're savvy in their skills.

The human society of Arathor grew and prospered, yet Thoradin, fearful that his kingdom would splinter apart if it overextended itself, maintained that Strom was the center of the Arathorian empire. After many peaceful years of growth and commerce, mighty Thoradin died of old age, leaving Arathor's younger generation free to expand the empire beyond the lands of Strom.

Greetings.

As soon as the fighting stopped, they started moving massive crates of windstones to the top of the tower. The leader, some kind of priest, said something about a ritual. I'm writing this note just in case I don't make it back to Shen'dar to warn Aonda, but they are doing something here. Something bad.

You're the one that the Cenarion Circle in Moonglade sent? That's wonderful! We've quite the crisis our hands here regarding the poor deer, and we're happy for all the help we can get. Do you have the sample of water that Dendrite Starblaze said you'd have? He notified me that you'd draw one so we could work on a cure together...

The original hundred magi, who were tutored in the ways of magic by the elves, expanded their powers and studied the mystic disciplines of spell-weaving in much greater detail. These magi, initially chosen for their strong wills and noble spirits, had always practiced their magic with care and responsibility; however, they passed their secrets and powers onto a newer generation that had no concept of the rigors of war or the necessity for self-restraint.

By Elune, this water is disgusting! No wonder the deer are sick. Something is polluting the water, and in turn corrupting Darkshore's entire water table. Sick deer have been seen all over area, and not just by the river. 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, I've been running this shop for some time now. Business has been pretty good lately. A lot of new adventurers coming through...