Wax is hot! Get to it! Okay fine I tell you all steps. STEP ONE: fill candlepot with hot wax. Take from pile and bring near cauldron. Cauldron keeper will toss wax into pot. He very accurate. STEP TWO: put wick in the pot. We brought wick pile. Is tangled... untangle to find wicks. Put wick in full pot! STEP THREE: cool the pot. Wax still too hot at this stage. Need to cool down to make hard. Can just drop and wait or run it around to cool faster. STEP FOUR: pull out candle! Seem easy, but pot sometimes too tight. Ask friends to give a whack to loosen it up. Make at least one candle and workshop is success!

Hello, my friend. You looking for something rare? My friends and I, we travel. We bring you the fruits of those travels.

Well and well and well, my friends! Big pot full and wax is hot. Is time to begin. Ready to learn?

I heard the ghost of Dar'Khan was spotted in the library! Is that true? Did he really try to blow up the Omnium?

I'm craving a pretzel.

Welcome to my Haven. Do let me know if you require anything.

"Magic is our birthright. Our people have plumbed the secrets of the arcane since the dawn of our race. And yet, in the wake of our empires collapse, at a time when magical knowledge and understanding should be our only way to prevent such calamity from happening again... our kin shuns this sacred responsibility. So it falls to us, to discover, learn and safeguard ourselves against the magical powers of this world. May we understand and wield what we find with mastery and responsibility." - Dath'remar Sunstrider, revealing the Omnium to his people.

It feels good to freely roam the Terrace again after all these years, despite the disapproval of some of the others. They can glower and frown all they want. It's not like we're going to exile them for expressing a difference of opinion...

I would like some soup.

Welcome to the Lycaneum! You stand in the presence of boundless knowledge and infinite magical potential! I, of course, mean the Sunstrider Omnium. I am but its mere keeper, here to answer and guide all young Magisters in their magical, academic journey. If you have any questions, you but simply have to ask.

Well, when I insisted on asking a question, I meant about the Omnium, not about myself. But if you're so interested... I am Custodian Veldharin, appointed as Keeper of Knowledge by Grand Magister... er... who was it again? Grand Magister Mo--no, it wasn't her. Uh... well, regardless. Several Grand Magisters ago. I've clearly lost count. After the Second War, I was... encouraged to retire. Apparently, Anasterian wanted me to "enjoy the many days I had remaining." Which was his way of saying I was far too old for the position. So, I moved to live with my daughter, Elsharin. She served as a Seeker of Knowledge and Magisterial Ambassador to the Wizard's Sanctum in Stormwind.

Of course I did and not just for the Omnium either! I lost two brothers and my dear sister when the city fell. All three of them were Magisters... I tried to assist the young prince in reviving... awakening? It was so... cold. But no matter what we tried, it simply... refused. Even with his key-cipher, it did not respond. After it was sealed away, I tried to help the surviving Magisters restore the Terrace... but they insisted I rest. And so I did, for a good many years. Some... not so good. But alas, I have returned and young Rommath was in no mood to try to stop me. Un-retirement is precisely what I needed after all these years!

We did it! We're one step closer to getting off this island. Let's get back to camp and inform the captain of our success.

Thank you for choosing the Bank of Silvermoon. What may I do for you today?

Hal'hadar? How do you know that name? She takes the battery from you to examine it, holding it carefully as if not wanting to drop it. I do not know much about them. Even when I was a member of the Shadowguard, I rarely encountered them. The only Shadowguard who did were those with high enough clearance called in as security for their operations. All I know is that they were Sal'hadaar's research division. Where in the cosmos did you find this?

Ho ho! Come for your free beer?

This should buy us enough time to stop the ritual!

Please... I need... some food...

Welcome to the Bank of Silvermoon, sir. Would you care to access the depository?

Thank you for choosing the Bank of Silvermoon. What may I do for you today?

Hi there! Would you like to hear some stories? I'm practicing!

Welcome to the Trading Post Inventory Clearance Extravaganza! We've gotta make space in our warehouses for all the new inventory coming in. So you're in luck, adventurer. We are going to pass some savings on to you.

Fine work, adventurer. It's time for you to continue on to the Dragon Isles.

Welcome to the Trading Post Inventory Clearance Extravaganza! We've gotta make space in our warehouses for all the new inventory coming in. So you're in luck, adventurer. We are going to pass some savings on to you.

The Illidari are prepared to serve.

Welcome to the Bank of Stormwind. We offer financial accounts and safety deposit boxes for valuable items. Do you already have an account with us sir?

Welcome to the Trading Post Inventory Clearance Extravaganza! We've gotta make space in our warehouses for all the new inventory coming in. So you're in luck, adventurer. We are going to pass some savings on to you.

And the Lightveil stand at the ready. Our landing zone might be hot when we arrive in our enemies' territory, but my soldiers will be prepared.

The final page of this journal is splotched and stained as if it were written under the soft patter of rain, the handwriting frantic and rushed. It was my fault Lirath I am so, so sorry I should never have listened, I should never have trained you I should never have indulged your wish Your music brought me nothing but joy and I let you throw it away and I let you try the impossible and now I will never hear it again I will never hear you again I will never, ever forgive myself Ever

Leylines? They must be looking for a fuel source of some kind... As for the battery itself--do you see these argunite crystals inside the chassis and how they connect into this mainframe? There is no mistaking Lightforged technology. Weaving ethereal technomancy into other technologies is exactly what the Hal'hadar do. Perhaps one of the Lightforged draenei can tell you more about this. The ren'dorei mentioned that a few of them were stationed in the elven city of Silvermoon.

I would like some soup.

Fascinating... I have never seen such an overlay of technology like this. This is no amateur work--whoever interlaced these together was both a skilled technomancer and quite familiar with Lightforged technology. There also appears to be a fine coating on the inner chassis... some sort of arcane conductor? It almost looks organic--spore-like even but...arcane charged? How curious...

You have discerning eye. I can tell. Help me pick sculpture subject? Might need more wax. But BE WARNED! Wax art is temporary. No refunds when it melts.

You wish to learn candlecraft? Fill up cauldron with wax. Can't teach without wax.

I'm craving a pretzel.

Hmm, let me check ledger. In candle workshops, this town has made... 0 candles! Needs more. If you want expert opinion.

You find a cache of treasure, just like the ogres' sign mentioned!

Okay fine I tell you all steps. STEP ONE: fill candlepot with hot wax. Take from pile and bring near cauldron. Cauldron keeper will toss wax into pot. He very accurate. STEP TWO: put wick in the pot. We brought wick pile. Is tangled... untangle to find wicks. Put wick in full pot! STEP THREE: cool the pot. Wax still too hot at this stage. Need to cool down to make hard. Can just drop and wait or run it around to cool faster. STEP FOUR: pull out candle! Seem easy, but pot sometimes too tight. Ask friends to give a whack to loosen it up. Make at least one candle and workshop is success!

It seems the harpies are up to no good. We'll need your help with this.

Secret is teamwork. No tell. It don't matter who finishes candle long as candle is finished. We have quick kobold just catch wax. Smart kobold make wicks. Fast kobold cool pots. You see? Can pass pot between steps. Learned from earthen forgers. Is waste to make every kobold do every step.

Welcome to the Trading Post Inventory Clearance Extravaganza! We've gotta make space in our warehouses for all the new inventory coming in. So you're in luck, adventurer. We are going to pass some savings on to you.

You think my time free? I have much business to attend as Best at Candlecraft. No need more time. Need get faster.

I would like some soup.

I am ready to order.

I'm craving a pretzel.

She wants nothing more than to dictate my future for me. Why must I cleave my fate to whatever mother wishes? I'm not alone. There are others that feel the same. Quel'Thalas is beautiful, but it is only the smallest part of what's out there. My friends, my confidants... we only wish to fly as free as the arrows from our quivers. The world is so much larger than just these forests. Is that so hard to see? Is it so impossible to believe that anyone would wish to experience more of it?

Expressing gratitude. Please accept this as a reward for all your hard work.

Ho ho! Come for your free beer?

These weak minded fools are beginning to bore me, but I will persist as is socially expected. Where did that waiter go? I need a drink for this.

Narrows his glassy eyes. An... appropriate question, I suppose. It is--was--a fiercely forbidden node of knowledge, as decreed by Dath'Remar. When we first set upon the shores of Tirisfal, our ancestors encountered a darkness that clung to this land. The whispers drove many insane, feeding upon our paranoia, instigating fear and jealousy among our tired kin. Dath'Remar sought to understand where this magic came from and so he sent out the first of the Seekers. Few know what they found or encountered, but it was enough for Dath'Remar to stop its study. Only the most trusted and accomplished Magisters were permitted to plumb the knowledge within the Void Magicule.