Not long ago, a shipment of silver was stolen en route from here to Crossroads. It was meant as payroll to the guards, and we want that silver back. I'll ask around here for clues, but I want you to investigate the scene of the crime. Head west and look for a crashed caravan wagon just north of the road between here and Crossroads. Find out who took our silver and get it back!

That dirty pirate Baron Longshore was the terror of these waters before the Alliance demolished his fleet and rounded up the survivors. Am I happy about it? Do I look like a bundle of joy and good cheer, adventurer? Longshore raided some of my most valuable cargo before his capture. Rumor has it he buried it before he was caught. I want my goods back! Find Longshore in the Alliance camp just south of here and see if you can get him to reveal where my treasure is.

That deadline isn't getting any further away, paladin. Please hurry and collect those bundles of wood.

The Perenolde Tiara is an old heirloom of the Perenolde "nobles" - the ruling family of Alterac before that kingdom fell to ruin. It is said to have been crafted by master jewelers in Ironforge, and fitted with the finest of emeralds. When Alterac was destroyed the Tiara was lost, but there are rumors that an Ogre Mage, Grel'borg the Miser, found the tiara and now wanders the Ruins of Alterac searching for more treasures. We would have you acquire the tiara for us.

Those Light-blasted troggs, turning my work site into a wreck! Look at that, there goes another barrel of powder! Ohhh, I wish I could go down there and wring every one of their scrawny little necks! I want to kill them all! This can't be good for my health, all this stress and anger... What have they left me with? Nothing! I'd kill them myself, but my aim's no good anymore! You go into the quarry and kill some of the filthy buggers! I'll pay you! Just hurt them, kill them!

The raptors of the Barrens are smarter than raptors in other lands. I think all those smarts are hiding in their horns! If so, then I could grind their horns into powder and use it to make "smart drinks." I'll make a fortune! Here's where you come in: I want the horn from the smartest raptor around. "King Reaperclaw" leads a whole pack of intelligent raptors up on the bluffs north of Ratchet. Bring me his horn! And don't get ripped to ribbons like everyone else I've sent!

The time has come, paladin. With Stormwind secure, we will take this fight to the enemy. To the Highlands! The bulk of our navy has already shipped out, thanks to your work earlier. But Fargo Flintlocke has prepared a seaplane that can make the journey in double-time. Speak with Flintlocke down at the harbor and tell him that you are to accompany him to the Highlands. He will be by the water's edge. Safe journeys, adventurer.

Yet another ship from my fleet has been lost to those overzealous humans from Theramore! Their new Rear Admiral has parked himself right off the coast here. He's boarding or sinking any vessel that doesn't heave-to at his whim. Travel south along the Merchant Coast to his camp. Bring me the medals of the marines and deck hands. Execute his top Lieutenants, Pyre and Buckland. Lay waste to them as they have laid waste to my fleet!

We cannot enjoy our Decor designs without a place to enjoy them from. Behold, the chair. What better way to enjoy Decor than on Decor itself? I cannot imagine something more appropriate. Find me a chair to match this coil. The gearcrafters of Mechagon know the style.

Turning in a bounty?

Every whisper silenced is a step closer towards our true quarry.

Oh, hi! Isn't this a great shot? I love my S.E.L.F.I.E. camera! Do you want me to make you one, too? I only need a few parts! For the strap, I'll need a Russet Belt from one of the armor merchants in Stormwind. I've already ordered more housings, you're welcome to take one, you just have to find where my shipment ended up! Oh, and a Standard Scope, most any engineer can make you one of those. Ok, are you ready for a little photography action?!

Look at this shot? I could shoot here all day! Did you get those parts yet?

Great! I've just gotta put this box here, and jam this part in here... and done! Here's your new S.E.L.F.I.E. cam, enjoy!

The Stormwind Army has placed a bounty on murloc lurkers and foragers in Elwynn. Slaughter them and bring Guard Thomas their torn murloc fins, and the Stormwind Army will reward you well. The murlocs have built a village at Stone Cairn Lake north of here, and another to the south where the stream forks.

A few days ago we sent two Guards, Rolf and Malakai, to investigate along the river, and they have not yet returned. To complete my report, I must know what happened to those men. Travel north along the river and find the guards... or their remains.

Yes, murlocs have settled in and around the streams of eastern Elwynn. We don't know why they are here, but they are aggressive and at least semi-intelligent.

Have you felt the tremors, druid? Something has cleaved this land in two. But we druids can sense other tremors, as well. Life is stirring in lands once dry and lifeless. The oases around the Crossroads are suddenly blooming. I can sense a power leaking its way to the surface, but from where? Is it related to the disaster that shattered the Barrens? We must find the source. Travel to the Forgotten Pools, northwest of the Crossroads. Search its waters for a source of power, then return here.

Hail, adventurer. Wild animals are growing more and more aggressive the farther we get from Goldshire, and the Eastvale Logging Camp suffers nearly constant attacks from wolves and bears! We could use your help out here.

The val'kyr raise hundreds of corpses every day. Agatha raised you just a few moments ago. Not all are as lucky as you, however. Some maintain their free will, but live in constant fear and confusion. They usually run off into the woods, cowering at their own reflections. Others lose their minds completely, shambling about aimlessly. They often turn to violence, and must be destroyed. This is your task, adventurer. Destroy them, our former brothers and sisters though they might be.

Have you heard of Captain Grayson? Some say that he's the figment of a drunken sailor's imagination, but anyone in Westfall will tell you that Grayson is real! He's a ghost that haunts the Westfall Lighthouse far to the west, off the coast of the Longshore. Do you dare investigate?

By decree of the Stormwind Army, a bounty has been placed on the head of James Clark. Clark is wanted for robbery, burglary, arson, and murder. He is also a suspect in the kidnapping and disappearance of the Brackwell's prized pig, Princess. James Clark was last seen heading towards Eastvale Logging Camp. Bring James Clark to justice and report to Marshal Patterson at Eastvale Logging Camp.

All this legwork will be for nothing if we can't show Katherine hard proof linking the Ashvane Company to the freebooters here in Freehold. Ashvane might have been careful to encrypt their books, but I doubt the dockmaster here has any reason to be so secretive. Check his office and find us something--anything--that connects him to Ashvane.

King, peasant, or mage... I don't care WHAT you were before. I just need somebody with a working tongue. Being raised from the dead is strenuous. Not everyone copes with it as well as you did. In particular, there are three newly-raised undead who are having trouble coping right now. I want you to find them and talk to them. It might be that they just need someone that they can relate with. You'll find them here in the graveyard.

adventurer! Rise, adventurer! Welcome back to the realm of the living. With the blessing and power of the Dark Lady, I have freed you from death's grip. You are no slave, adventurer. You are free to follow whatever path you choose from here. If you choose to serve the Dark Lady Sylvanas, I recommend you speak with Undertaker Mordo. You will find him behind me, in the graveyard.

Darnell tells me that the two of you have already met. That's good, because I'm sending you both into Deathknell. Your work is done here. Speak with Deathguard Saltain in Deathknell, to the north. He will tell you more of what you must know.

Those val'kyr have been really busy resurrecting you newbies lately. I've already seen a couple dozen new bodies run down that hill since this morning. You, however, are the most promising mage I've seen today.

No dilly-dallying now. You're among the Forsaken now, and we hold ours to a higher standard.

Ready to head face-first into a den of snakes?

You've done well, mage. As you can see, not all of us have resigned to our fates. I'm glad to see that you're at least willing to work. Valdred will be a valuable asset to the Forsaken. As for the other two... there is not much we can do. We cannot force them to join us.

By order of his royal highness, King Anduin Wrynn, all able-bodied citizens of the Alliance are to report to Priestess Dentaria at Lor'danel in Darkshore. The people of Lor'danel need your aid in caring for the survivors of Auberdine's destruction and securing their town against Twilight's Hammer. Speak to Vesprystus, the hippogryph master at Rut'theran Village outside of Darnassus and he'll arrange a flight to Darkshore. For the glory and honor of the Alliance!

Greetings, warlock. I have been asked to assemble a team for a high priority mission. Please come to Stormwind Keep immediately for a briefing with King Varian Wrynn. I will be waiting in the King's war room.

You will find the items within the Shadow Grave. I believe I left them on my work table.

Exactly what I needed. You'll be an asset to the Forsaken, adventurer. You know, word has it that you were quite the mage in your previous life. Perhaps I should assign you to a more exciting task.

By order of his royal highness, King Anduin Wrynn, all able-bodied citizens of the Alliance are to report to Pilot Hammerfoot at South Gate Outpost. The destruction of the Stonewrought Dam and the resurgence of the kobolds and troggs has the mountaineers stretched thin. Reinforcements are desperately needed! Travel east through South Gate Pass from eastern Dun Morogh to reach South Gate Outpost. For the glory and honor of the Alliance!

You see those salty looking guys in red? That's the Irontide crew. They're the worst of the worst. Cutthroats and brigands, to a man. Irontide wouldn't be guarding the docks if they didn't stand to gain something... Lighten their pockets. See what kinda hardware they've got.

We've been shipping in dead bodies from Silverpine, Hillsbrad... hell, anywhere we can get them from. We can't, however, afford to ignore the bodies which are sitting right on our front doorstep. The last vestiges of the Scarlet Crusade roam here in Tirisfal Glades. While we've managed to push them from Deathknell, several of their bodies litter the buildings to the north and the east. Go find them... and bring that Darnell fellow with you. He looks strong enough to carry a few corpses.

I'm pleased to see that you're up and walking around, adventurer. You've held up nicely, especially after being dead for so long! Others weren't as lucky. If you wouldn't mind, I need you to fetch my embalming fluid and some twine to stitch up these bodies. You'll find both in the Shadow Grave, the building just behind me. Here, Darnell will join you. He knows the way.

Hello there. You must be... adventurer?

Your understanding of curios has deepened.

We are seeing a Void Assault in Eversong. We need you to head out immediately to counter these threats. I will mark the strikes on your map as our scouts identify them and direct your efforts from here.

It is said the blessings of a phoenix long-forgotten seep through every swing of the hammer and bellow of flames at this forge. That is why any who are serious about their craft come from all over to forge their creations here at this spot. Perhaps though, all that power is just superstition. A way for the Sunstrider dynasty to give power to the powerless. Yet again, perhaps it is not. Give it a try, won't you?

These soldiers--dey are too young to remember the time before de loa gave us their help. So de loa can't come here. So? Let me tell a legend dat takes place before the loa helped our kind. Maybe you heard of it? Or maybe you want to see it for yourself...

This is a Spark of Tides. Every week, one of these sparks will appear while on your adventures. In its current state, it's rather useless, but acquiring more will allow you to craft powerful items. Reagents like these are malleable, robust, and the prize for many crafters. This is a unique crafting material that can help an item achieve expertise beyond that of mortal ability.

Are these tortollans lost? How long have dey been here? We have a settlement of dem near de Shrine of Filo, but dis is a place dey should not be. A day not long ago, I would have chased dem off. But we've been havin' good luck with outsiders. <A hint of a smile crosses Zul'jarra's face. It's the first you've seen since before Malacrass's return.> We should talk to dem. Maybe dey know how dis started.

With so many new residents, mail in the neighborhoods is really starting to pile up. So many routes and just one of me! If only I could deputize an assistant mail carrier... Say, adventurer, would you be willing to help out? I've got some juicy parcels from the dead letter office I could offer in thanks.

Back so soon? Impressive!

Do you have time to break a curse, priest? I'm what remains of a loa speaker of Gral. I kept de prisoners in line on Gral's Belly. But we crashed, I died, and de prisoners escaped. My powers didn't work on de livin' anymore. But they did work on de captain, who'd died with me. Terrified of his anger at my failure, I set up a ritual to trap him in de ship using my own bones. My soul has leeched into de bones after all this time, and now I can't move them. Would you bring my bones to me?

Dis is de ruins of an Amani town. It must be what remains of de settlement here before de bridge fell and de island fell prey to de curse. But if even de loa can't come here, how have these tortollans survived? Why are dey here?

We have long tended to the roots with the help of the creatures who live and grow here. Think of it as a symbiotic relationship from which we, the creatures, and the roots all benefit. That said, my partner Riverscale isn't contributing very much lately! Please help me find a way to motivate him again. First, you must cleanse off the essence of the outside. Cleanse yourself in the waters of Har'kuai.