You've no doubt seen what the Alliance has done to the Barrens, druid. If we don't act, there may not be a Horde presence here much longer.

Delays, delays, delays! I'm at wit's end! I was told that this goblin was brilliant - that he'd come up with gadgets sure to shock the enemy into submission. So far he's produced nothing but empty promises. If he comes up empty-handed again, I'm going to toss him off the cliff! You go and speak to him, druid. Let him know that my fuse is running short!

The Thistlefur furbolgs are threatening our expansion! Thistlefur Village to our west blocks the way between us here and the Splintertree Post. It's a path that would circumvent the village of Astranaar; without it, we give the Alliance an extra expansion path. adventurer, we must not allow... an expansion path gap! Proceed to Thistlefur Village and thin out the furbolgs. You will be given compensation for this task, but more importantly you will be doing your duty for the Horde!

This way, druid! I see you've discovered the high road. The Alliance hopes to sever our ties with Stonetalon, but they forget that we tauren have hunted across these lands for generations. We know every hillside switchback and game trail from here to Thousand Needles. But for these paths to stay open, we must stop the humans from mapping them out. Patrol the trail east and kill any high road scouts you find along the way, then speak to Tunawa Stillwind just up the path.

My kinfolk were traveling here with many sacred troll charms, but the Thistlefur furbolgs attacked and killed them before they reached Zoram'gar! Those vile furbolgs! I miss my brothers and sisters who were killed, but we will meet again in the afterlife. However, their troll charms hold great value in this world. It is an outrage that the furbolgs have them! adventurer, you must retrieve the charms! They are in chests in Thistlefur Hold, a cave at the end of Thistlefur Village, north of Astranaar.

To the bravest Shikaar! Gather your best and head on over to the Fields of Ferocity. You could be crowned the fiercest of them all! Prove your might. Show us your best fight! Terms and conditions apply.

Ah, finally ready to prove yourself as a hunter? Keep in mind this is not as simple as running around and hunting everything that moves. The Shikaar hunt with purpose. We hunt to feed and clothe the clan, to prove our strength against mighty foes, and to balance nature. We do not hunt the land barren, we sow the seeds for future Grand Hunts as we go. Prove yourself capable of following these instructions and you may join us. However I do not have confidence in your friend there succeeding.

I have hunted with khans, outrun our fastest bakar, and wrestled a full grown bruffalon bull bare-handed. As a hunter, I've nothing left to prove. However, as a partner, I still have much to learn. Windsage Dawa of Clan Ohn'ir is my heart and my joy. I wish only to prove worthy of his love, but I know nothing of traditions and rituals. I require the wisdom of the elders in Maruukai.

Ah, dragonrider. I have something for you. <Huseng holds up chest armor, sized for a dracthyr.> We had to, uh, scale it down to fit you. It is fine make. Too fine to simply give it away. But I can sell it to you for the cost of materials. You have proven yourself an ally of the Maruuk. Time for you to look the part!

My friend, you have defended these plains alongside my people, lending your aid to each of our clans without hesitation. You are an outsider no longer, but a familiar face among the centaur. To honor our bond, I anoint you with the title of Khansguard and present you with this gift. May you proudly bear the Maruuk name wherever your travels take you.

<As Sansok Khan signs, Okir vocalizes for her.> The Maruuk as a people are not staunchly against outsiders, but we do require any potential allies to prove their worth. As you meet the clans and aid in our ventures, word will spread of your support. On the lower level of the krutal on the hill you will find one of the Khanam Matra's daughters, who can help you see where you stand with our people. Be sure to introduce yourself.

There's been a primalist attack in the Shikaar Highlands. If you have information or think you can help, head over to Pinewood Post and look for Olekk. Tell him I sent you. <Tirren chuckles.> I sure hope the dusty hoofer remembers me. Keep to the roads, adventurer. The plains are not as peaceful since all this change arrived.

Great work adventurer. I knew you weren't useless. Here, take one of these. We deathguards have piles of these things just sitting around.

My friend Nida lost her necklace, and we can't find it. We've been fishing all day right here, and we looked around here already. The only thing I can think of is that it fell into the lake. Our parents don't want us to swim in the lake... my mom says there's some mean things underwater, but you look like you aren't scared of mean things. Could you find it for her, please?

Headed out to Lake Everstill? You'll be happy to know that we currently have a bounty on murlocs. Kill as many as you can and be rewarded! Any murloc will do. All you need to do is kill indiscriminately. You'll find Lake Everstill directly east of Lakeshire. It's the lake. Has water in it... Any of this ring a bell?

More of our citizens go missing every day. We think the gnolls are responsible, but we have no idea where they are taking them! If you are to help us defeat the gnolls and find our people, you must be properly equipped. Unfortunately, we are all out of gnomecorders. Without a gnomecorder, there is no way for us to communicate with you when you are in the field. Our last good gnomecorder was stolen by marauding murlocs last week. You will have to go to Lake Everstill, east of here, and recover it!

Welcome to Stormwind, draenei. I invite you to explore our fair city. Say, you look like the devout sort. We have a lovely cathedral that will no doubt be of interest! Ah, but that can wait, a bronze dragon has asked to talk to you. She is sitting under the nearby tree, on an hourglass of all things! After that, an emissary of the Lightforged is waiting to welcome you to the city. Sounds like a busy day for you! Have a pleasant stay, adventurer!

What have we here? One of the famed Lightforged draenei! Welcome, welcome. Thank you for your service against the Legion, adventurer. Truly an inspiration!

If you want to really demonstrate your bravery to me, let me send you after something that really bites. The savannah huntresses of the Barrens are as sly as they come. Tough, resourceful, quick... and deadly. They've been hassling our scouts recently around the outskirts of the town, especially to the northeast. Be wary as you hunt them, adventurer, or you may find yourself no longer the predator, but instead the prey.

Prophet Velen has roused from meditation and he requests your immediate presence. A matter of great import has come to his attention. He would value both your wisdom and strength in addressing it. The Prophet awaits you aboard the Vindicaar. Take this crystal. Our artificers have attuned it to the ship's teleportation matrix.

Our enemy's hold on Val may be strong, but it is not unbreakable. For every monstrosity we cut down, we deny them another soldier to use against our world. Venture out into the frozen landscape and lay waste to their strongholds. Show them no mercy, adventurer.

Tinkmaster Overspark requests your assistance on an important research expedition. Working with the esteemed Tinkmaster will certainly be of benefit to your career. It's done wonders for mine!

Welcome back, priest. If you're still interested in working with the Artisan's Consortium, we would value your aid. We need highly skilled artisans to craft supplies for the war effort. If your work meets Silvermoon's high standards of quality, please fill any public crafting orders you find on the board. You can also fill orders for yourself, your guildmates, or private patrons. Bring back proof of completed orders and I'll see that you're adequately compensated.

I've got a real problem on my hands. I have a deadline looming for an order of lumber, and I'm running out of time. The wolves and bears north of here have chased my workers away from the bundles of wood that they've already chopped. I've already talked to Deputy Rainer about clearing the animals, but I need someone to go collect the wood for me. If you could collect eight bundles of wood for me I might just make my deadline.

You have our gratitude, priest. Silvermoon stands stronger thanks to your skills.

The time has come, paladin. Highlord Bolvar Fordragon requests your presence atop Icecrown Citadel. Meet me in Stormwind, and I will take you to him. I would not keep him waiting.

Hi, I wrote a poem for my friend Caylee. She likes to hang out with the Aldor in Shattrath City. You know, in Outland? Could you take my poem to her? My mommy says I'm too young to go to Shattrath City!

While the situation here is dire, other parts of the region are literally quaking from the great upheaval. I have here a report from Watch Captain Parker of Redridge Mountains, one of our territories east of Elwynn Forest. He is asking for a hero to come to their aid. We are spread so thin here that I don't know how we can afford to send anymore military. Would you check on Parker and see what he needs? You will find Watch Captain Parker atop the tower at Three Corners.

If you wish to serve my beloved horde, you'll have to prove your strength to me, pup. You can cut your teeth by hunting zhevra. They may not be the strongest of beasts in the Barrens, but stay clear of their kick or you'll regret it. Hunt the zhevra to the north and south, and collect their hooves. Bring them to me and perhaps we'll next send you against something tougher.

The oases of the Barrens hide a mystery. Life energy flows from their waters, invigorating the plants and beasts that drink it. Invigorating, and altering. There is a mushroom that grows near the Forgotten Pools to the northwest. Its spores hold properties that we, the apothecaries of Lordaeron, find useful. Bring me these spores and you will earn our gratitude.

Another Alliance recruit, eh? I'm Marshal McBride, commander of this garrison. We don't see many of your kind here, draenei, but we could sure use the help. You've arrived just in time. The Blackrock orcs have managed to sneak into Northshire through a break in the mountain. My soldiers are doing the best that they can to push them back, but I fear they will be overwhelmed soon. Head northwest into the forest and kill the attacking Blackrock worgs! Help my soldiers!

Westfall has fallen to hard times, friend. With the threat of the Defias extinguished, the region has become a haven for the homeless and downtrodden. The crime rate of the area has skyrocketed as people fight for shelter and food. Now I hear tale of murder! If you are interested in helping the people of the Alliance, Westfall would be a great place to start. Report to Lieutenant Horatio Laine at the Jansen Stead. You'll find Westfall directly west of Elwynn Forest.

Druid, the Barrens used to be one of the most beautiful places in all of Kalimdor. It teemed with life and promise. Now, as you can see, that is no longer true. It is a land of great torment and strife. The Disciples of Naralex seek to cleanse the Wailing Caverns and bring them back to their former beauty. Speak with Nalpak just inside the Wailing Caverns to help.

I...<sob>... I can't leave...<gulp>... without... Squiggy...! He... he's... trapped! You need... to put out... the fire! <Ariaana points across the room and bursts into tears.>

The thugs in Elwynn wear linen which I can use to make fine linen goods. Bring me linen scraps and I'll use them to fashion something for you. You'll find those lawless criminals in pockets across Elwynn Forest.

If you're going to be an asset to the Forsaken, you need to learn how to fight. And there's no better target than the Scourge minions that continue to pester us. The wretched ghouls and Rattlecage skeletons that roam the north and to the east are former troopers of the fallen Scourge. They should prove to be an even match for a fledgling mage like you. Do not tarry - when you are done, speak to me again.

Lunk came from the Badlands. Other ogres try to make Lunk fight. Lunk hate fighting. Lunk want to learn. Lunk sees machines to the south. Machines made of gears. Maybe if you ask nicely, machines will give you some gears? Then maybe Lunk can have a gear, and learn about machines too.

adventurer! The Warchief has summoned you to undertake a mission of the utmost secrecy. The very future of the Horde is at stake.

As a member of the Senate and the Explorers' League, I've taken it upon myself to investigate conditions at the quarry. The troggs have run wild! They've made a mess of the Gol'Bolar quarry. As we dug deep into the earth, they poured out, destroying our equipment and trapping many of the miners below ground. We have to get them out of there. I've had mages working overtime to enchant these runes of return. If you can get them to the trapped miners, they can return to the surface in safety.

I'm running low on linen, adventurer. Do you have any for me?

I'm Rezlak, one of Gazlowe's boys. Boss sent me to help the orcs here in Durotar. Things'd been going good except for the caravans. Can't manage to keep them safe! Makes my job a little harder, you know? The last shipment, which they PROMISED would get through, was snatched by the Dustwind harpies of...where was it...Razorwind Canyon? I gotta have those supplies! Follow the big canyon to the south, you'll find the ravine cut right into the west and east sides of the walls.

Gazlowe promised me a promotion if I can help him with Ratchet's pirate issues. The problem is these new buccaneers that sailed in and took over Fray Island, south of here. They're not just after our goods - they've got grudges to settle! The other night they even went after one of our war galleons. I've got plans in the works to deal with the situation, but Gazlowe wants to see quick results. Head over to Fray Island and start lopping off some heads, will you?

WANTED! "Cap'n" J. Garvey of the Maiden's Dagger Charged with piracy on the open seas, kidnapping, extortion, arson, slavery, et al. Garvey recently arrived in these waters leading a crew of Southsea Freebooters and was last seen assaulting Fray Island. Bring proof of death in an identifiable condition! -- Gazlowe

I've been sent to investigate the presence of more Burning Blade agents here in Durotar. To the northeast, you'll find a cave where the organization trains their new recruits. I'm interested in what exactly they are teaching these neophytes. I only tell you this because you seem to be looking for work. If you're interested in a little coin, sack the cave and return with their spellscrolls. The cave is somewhat hidden: exit Razor Hill from the east, and follow the canyon's eastern ridge.

Heya mon! Bom'bay be workin' on some new mojo. You wanna try a piece of it? Well, before ya do, Bom'bay's gonna need ya to pick up some jujus. First, Bom'bay needs ya to get some o' the goop from the crabs down by the water. Let me see your hands! <Bom'bay examines your hands closely.> Bom'bay gonna need 5 handfuls. Go on now!

Aw man, this ain't good. Not one bit, mon. Thrall's off to sea, Vol'jin's taking care of business in Echo Isles, and old Master Gadrin is left behind to take care of Sen'jin. And then what happens? Those humans come outta Northwatch Hold and set up camp in our backyard! Lucky for us, they just got here, and they're still setting up their base. You can help out old Gadrin by destroying those big supply crates they carry, and by killing the laborers carryin' them. You'll find'm to the southwest.

Another one of Kaltunk's recruits, hmm? A sorry state of affairs we find ourselves in if this is the best the Horde can produce. No matter. By the time we think you're ready to leave the Valley, you'll be a proud warrior of the Horde.

Finally, you are of age, adventurer... of age to battle in the name of the Horde. To conquer for the glory of the Warchief. Yes... <Kaltunk looks you over.> You will do nicely. No doubt you wish to find a great dragon or demon and strangle it with your bare hands, but perhaps it would be wise to start on something less... dangerous. <Kaltunk laughs.> Report to Gornek, he should be able to assign a task better suited to a young warrior. You will find him seated at the fire behind me.

The time has come, druid. Highlord Bolvar Fordragon requests your presence atop Icecrown Citadel. Meet me in Orgrimmar, and I will take you to him. I would not keep him waiting.

Who goes there? Your footsteps are not the lazy stride of a guard. A druid, you say? Still brave and free? There's no hope for me, friend. I have lost my eyesight and am no longer fit for battle. I dared speak up while Captain Peake savagely beat one of the prisoners. In return he kicked me in the head. And kept kicking. He kicked me blind, tauren. You'll find Captain Peake at the top of this tower. If you seek justice, bring me his eyes. If he does not part with them willingly... so be it.