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(15,'Hello Morgan,$B$BBusiness in Goldshire is brisk, so brisk that I haven\'t had time to send you any shipments!  $B$BI commissioned the person bearing this note to bring you a package of large wax candles (you know, the ones the Kobolds like to wear on their heads?). $B$BPlease give this person our thanks, and fair payment.',0,12340),
(16,'To the Honorable Headmaster Crillian,\n\nMy former Master, I write to you so that you might know what your apprentice has been doing of late.  Paying heed to your advice, I sought to build my knowledge and wisdom through travel outside the gates of our beloved Stormwind.  My journeys took me to many places but I have decided to take up residence here in the lovely town of Moonbrook.  The surrounding fields of Westfall are most beautiful as the harvest approaches.',17,1),
(17,'Within just a few days of my visit I found myself tutoring the local children from the nearby farmlands.  The lessons went so well that the town mayor commissioned me to run a school and construction has begun on a brand new schoolhouse!  From Silverpine to Stormwind and now Moonbrook -- who would have guessed I would see so much of Azeroth!\n\nWarm regards,\n\nStalvan Mistmantle',0,1),
(18,'Dear Noble Sir,\n\nWord of your need for a tutor for your children has traveled to me here in Goldshire, where I take up temporary residence in the Lion\'s Pride Inn.  Due to the unfortunate state of events in the region, I was forced to abandon my post as Headmaster of the Moonbrook Schoolhouse.  Please accept my application to serve as tutor for your offspring.  Headmaster Crillian of the Academy can speak to you of my abilities if necessary.',19,1),
(19,'I shall travel to meet you in person when the winter rains subside and the roads are suitable for travel once again.\n\nUntil then,\n\nStalvan Mistmantle of Silverpine',0,1),
(20,'. . .Giles, the boy, seems a bit rambunctious and will be a challenge to educate.  However the elder daughter, Tilloa, seems exceptionally smart.  I couldn\'t help but to notice her captivating beauty as well.  She is on the cusp of womanhood now.  Supposedly the Lord has arranged her marriage for next year.  But I digress.  This week I will accompany the family to their summer cottage near the Eastvale Logging Camp in Elwynn, close to the Red Ridge Mountains.  I hope to write more while there.',0,12340),
(21,'. . .most strange and uncontrollable feeling.  Never have I felt the way I did today.  Whilst assisting Giles with his history lesson, Tilloa was outside tending to the flower garden.  After a few minutes she came inside and placed a scarlet begonia in my open palm and smiled at me in such a way that my heart felt as though it was trembling within my chest. . . .',0,1),
(22,'. . .most certain that she shares the same feelings for me now. She even placed her hand on mine this morning. When she smiles, her eyes light up like glittering diamonds. Unspoken words pass between us. I can feel her in my pounding heart and heated veins.',23,1),
(23,'. . .anger and fury the likes of which I never knew existed! How dare she. As I was instructing Giles in the meaning of numbers, Tilloa appears before me with a suitor, holding hands in public nonetheless! What an uncouth young man. Rather than introduce me properly, Tilloa simply said, ?Oh that\'s just my tutor, Uncle Stalvan. He\'s a nice old man.? Old! At that word my cheeks flushed with heat. I am but a few years older and yet she betrays. . .',0,1),
(24,'. . .downward spiral of despair. First she mocks me and now she is engaged. The ungracious charlatan was pretending to love when truly she desired to hurt me all along. A black void lurks with in me now and it grows with each waking moment. The blood I shall spill pales in comparison to the tears I have shed. . .',0,1),
(25,'Tommy Joe -$B$BWith each passing hour, my heart withers from your absence.  Oh, if only our folks could see beyond the silly crimes they have done to each other, and know that the only true crime is hate.  Hate consumes, and I fear in these dimming times that hate will take hold of more than just our families.$B$BIf they realized this then we could, at long last, be together.  It is for that day I hope, and for that day I live.$B$BYour love,$BMaybell',0,1),
(26,'Hello William,\n\r\n\rIt\'s been years since we\'ve spoken, but I trust you and your brother are well, and that your apothecary thrives.\n\r\n\rI must ask a favor of you, William.  In short, my grandson Tommy Joe has lost his heart to young Maybell Maclure.  And although they adore each other... our families, well our families have been feuding for years.\n\r',218,1),
(27,'Hello William, It\'s been years since we\'ve spoken, but I trust you and your brother are well, and that your apothecary thrives. I must ask a favor of you, William.  In short, my grandson Tommy Joe has lost his heart to young Maybell Maclure.  And although they adore each other... our families, well our families have been feuding for years. ',218,1),
(28,'Argus, $B$BAs you know, I\'m up to my neck in repair requests from the Army.  I can\'t complain about all the work, but it\'s depleting my supply of iron.$B$BI don\'t have enough iron for horseshoes.  I know you always keep a large stock--I\'d like to borrow 50 pairs of shoes until I get my next shipment of iron.$B$BYou have my gratitude,$B-Verner',0,11723),
(29,'A note is attached to the crate.  It reads:\r\n\r\n\"Verner - sorry to hear Redridge is having such trouble.  Here are the shoes you need.  Please pay me 100 silver at your earliest convenience.\"\r\n\r\n\"Or if you like, you can pay me in underbelly scales from black dragon whelps (I hear Dragon Whelps are common in the Redridge Mountains).  Because we\'re friends... 4 scales will be enough.  Thanks --Argus\"',0,1),
(30,'My Lord,\n\nWar is upon us.  Doom harkens from our doorstep.\n\nAs Magistrate of the township of Lakeshire it is my duty to report the recent Military activity that has taken place in His Majesty\'s Easternmost colony.\n\nContained within these pages you will find an account of the State of Lakeshire, nestled within the Redridge Mountains.',31,1),
(31,'The loss of Stonewatch Keep was very grave.  In previous reports I detailed for you the alliance between the Blackrock Clan of Orcs and the Warlock known as Morganth.  The Blackrock Orcs fought with horrific savagery, undoubtedly fueled by the evil magic of Morganth.  Many of His Majesty\'s most valiant soldiers perished trying to defend the Keep but ultimately nothing could be done. ',32,1),
(32,'Oddly enough, Morganth turned on his Orcish cohorts shortly after their wretched victory.  The Warlock constructed an arcane tower in the Northeast, and has used his powers to build a small army of Shadowhide Gnolls to serve his malicious biddings.  Both Orc and Man have fallen victim to the viscous brutes that serve the Warlock.  As to what betrayal took place between Morganth and Gath\'Ilzogg, the Blackrock Warlord, one can only speculate at this point. ',33,1),
(33,'To our peril, the foul Orcs seem more concerned with the demise of His Majesty\'s good citizens.  In the last fortnight the Blackrock Clan staged a ruthless offensive on Lakeshire.  Many brave men lost their lives that grim day.  The Orc forces advanced with such speed and fury that the bridge spanning Everstill was brought to ruin.  Our war supplies have greatly dwindled.  We lack bandages to mend the wounds of the fallen. ',34,1),
(34,'Now I ask of His Majesty to support the good people of Lakeshire in this time of need.  We are in need of new soldiers to defend the territory as well as new instruments of war to replace those lost on the battlefield.  Food and building supplies run low as well.  Please, my Lord, help us keep the final bastion between Man and wretched Orc thriving.  The Enemy must be kept out of the Kingdom of Stormwind. ',35,1),
(35,'I fear a greater and darker evil brewing in the cauldron of corruption that the Northlands have become.  It is imperative that the Kingdom of Stormwind take action lest we seek to become fading memories to the living or slaves to the Enemy.\n\nSigned,\n\nMagistrate Solomon\nTownship of Lakeshire\nKingdom of Stormwind',0,1),
(36,'Honorable Magistrate Solomon:\n\nI mourn alongside with you for the dead.  I shall see to it personally that the King is made aware of the situation and it is my fondest hope that I can bring reinforcements to Lakeshire.  His Majesty has been scarce of late and acts rather oddly.  I share this with you in confidence.\n\nUntil then,\n\nGeneral Marcus Jonathan\nKingdom of Stormwind',0,1),
(37,'Honorable Magistrate Solomon: I mourn alongside with you for the dead.  I shall see to it personally that the King is made aware of the situation and it is my fondest hope that I can bring reinforcements to Lakeshire.  His Majesty has been scarce of late and acts rather oddly.  I share this with you in confidence. Until then, General Marcus Jonathan Kingdom of Stormwind ',0,1),
(38,'Stoutmantle -- Some nerve sending a total stranger to discuss the Defias gang.  Once you saved my life and now you put it in great peril. But I owe you.  The Defias Brotherhood is larger than you think.  Every mine from Westfall to Elwynn Forest is under their control.  Kobolds and Gnolls have been enlisted to do their dirty work.  They have goblins crafting metal monsters to place in the Westfall fields to prey on the superstitions of the local residents. ',39,1),
(39,'They have a vast underground network built.  Bigger than you know, Stoutmantle.  From Booty Bay right to Stormwind Keep.  You may be a brave Paladin but you are a fool if you think you can shut them down.  They are working on a weapon of mass destruction.  After all, if there\'s one thing Stonemasons know, it\'s how to build big.  You didn\'t think this was about pumpkin farms and vineyards, now did you?  I repaid your favor.  Now leave me be!\n\r\n\r--W\n\r',0,1),
(40,'They have a vast underground network built.  Bigger than you know, Stoutmantle.  From Booty Bay right to Stormwind Keep.  You may be a brave Paladin but you are a fool if you think you can shut them down.  They are working on a weapon of mass destruction.  After all, if there\'s one thing Stonemasons know, it\'s how to build big.  You didn\'t think this was about pumpkin farms and vineyards, now did you?  I repaid your favor.  Now leave me be! --W ',0,1),
(41,'Lord Stoutmantle-- Led by Edwin VanCleef, the Stonemason\'s Guild was composed of the most skilled builders among men.  The Stonemasons helped to rebuild the broken city of Stormwind that was razed by the orcs during the First War. VanCleef and his tradesmen were peerless builders and their work and artistry was evident in the edifices of the Cathedral of Light and Stormwind Keep itself. ',42,1),
(42,'However, the nobles of Stormwind ran up a huge debt by expanding the kingdom\'s military presence through Elwynn and into Stranglethorn. The massive debt crippled the kingdom\'s economy and stripped VanCleef and his Stonemasons of their promised rewards.  After spending years toiling to rebuild the glorious city, the Stonemasons were left broke, forgotten by the city\'s corrupt officials. ',43,1),
(43,'Having personally known Edwin VanCleef my entire life, I can tell you that facing him as a foe is quite a daunting task.  You see, he was my childhood friend, and I personally trained him in the ways of the shadows thinking that one day he might consider a career alongside me.  If VanCleef is heading up the Defias Brotherhood, may the Light have mercy on our souls.\n\nMaster Mathias Shaw\nStormwind Assassin\'s Guild',0,1),
(44,'Having personally known Edwin VanCleef my entire life, I can tell you that facing him as a foe is quite a daunting task.  You see, he was my childhood friend, and I personally trained him in the ways of the shadows thinking that one day he might consider a career alongside me.  If VanCleef is heading up the Defias Brotherhood, may the Light have mercy on our souls. Master Mathias Shaw Stormwind Assassin\'s Guild ',0,1),
(45,'Good work, matey!  Now ye need to head due east.  East up the bluffs, east to the road.  Look for the ol\' chimney ruins near the side of the road.  There you\'ll find an old barrel with your next clue. ',0,11723),
(46,'Now from this here barrel, face ye North.  Straight as the crow flies, keep ye walkin\' till you see the empty jug next to the lone windmill on the sea bluffs.  If ye poke around that jug, ye just might find what you\'re lookin\' for. ',0,11723),
(47,'Now that ye found me ol\' whiskey jug, you\'re almost to the treasure!  Just face West from the bottle and walk down to the shore.  Once ye get to the water, keep going!  Swim straight west till you find the island with me treasure chest! ',0,11723),
(48,'Blacknails-- The Sea awaits us.  We need your supplies from the North.  Strip everything: every railroad pike, every waterbucket.  We need metal.  A shipment is due from BB but long overdue.  Come through for me, Blacknails.  Send your supplies directly to the \"barn\" this time.  No time to squander. --VanCleef ',0,1),
(49,'Lord Stoutmantle -- The Township of Lakeshire humbly requests the aid of your Militia.  As I write this, we find ourselves under siege from both the Blackrock Orcs and Morganth\'s Shadowhide Gnolls.  I would not send bidding if our situation was not severe.  We await aid from Stormwind but until such help arrives, I beg of you to lend support.  Once the Kingdom is breeched, all of Humanity is in peril. Magistrate Solomon ',0,1),
(50,'Your Honor-- All of Westfall mourns for your loss,  but we are plagued with our own war in Westfall.  The farmers have been run off by thieves and mechanical golems.  Stormwind withdrew its troops, leaving the people defenseless.  I mustered the People\'s Militia in the wake of Stormwind\'s abandonment to save what remains of this land.  To take the Militia to Redridge would mean certain doom for Westfall. My regrets, Gryan Stoutmantle ',0,1),
(51,'Lord Ebonlocke-- The Township of Lakeshire humbly requests the aid of the Night Watch.  We are under siege from both the Blackrock orcs and Morganth\'s Shadowhide gnolls.  I would not send bidding if our situation was not severe.  We await aid from Stormwind but until such help arrives, I beg of you to lend support.  Once the kingdom is breached, all of humanity is in peril. Magistrate Solomon ',0,1),
(52,'Your Honor--\n\r\n\rI regret to inform you that the Night Watch is unable to leave its post in Darkshire at this time.  Perhaps you were unaware that Stormwind no longer provides military support in this region.  The Night Watch has been formed and trained entirely by the people of the forest in order to defend Darkshire in Stormwind\'s absence.  Without the Watch, the town would fall.  I wish you luck with your plight.\n\r\n\r--Lord Ello Ebonlocke\n\r',0,1),
(53,'The letters on this note seem to flicker and dance across its surface.  It is impossible to glean meaning from them...',0,1),
(54,'Greetings Ello Ebonlocke, Mayor of Darkshire.  I\'m afraid I have news for your town.  Grave news.\n\nYou see, I am a creator.  I fooled the bearer of this note into aiding me in my latest, most dire creation - a fiend of flesh and bone and twisted metal!  As you read this, it\'s likely outside my humble dwelling, gnashing its teeth and waiting for my word to go forth and slaughter.\n\nBut you\'ll know soon enough.\n\n-The Embalmer',0,1),
(55,'This is a deed to an expanse of land within the region of Westfall.  It entitles the persons below with ownership rights of the designated area, as well as all items produced and any structures built within its borders.$B$BThe document is signed by:$B$B    Theodore Furlbrow$B    Verna Furlbrow',56,1),
(56,'[The words below were quickly scrawled on the back of the deed]$B$BWe leaned on Furlbrow and got his deed.  Thought it might be handy if you wanted to forge one of these for your own place.  The Furlbrows won\'t give us trouble.  Last I saw them they were on their way out of Westfall, stuck with a broken wagon.',0,1),
(57,'[The words below were quickly scrawled on the back of the deed] We leaned on Furlbrow and got his deed.  Thought it might be handy if you wanted to forge one of these for your own place.  The Furlbrows won\'t give us trouble.  Last I saw them they were on their way out of Westfall, stuck with a broken wagon. ',0,1),
(58,'A Moon over the Vale shines\nCasting its glow upon the jungle\nWhere proud Warriors heed the call\nTo defend our Nation and sacred grounds. \n\nA Moon over the Vale shines\nFar above the cries of battle\nWhere blood is spilled\nOf foe and comrade alike.',59,1),
(59,'And when our brethren pass\nInto realms beyond the known\nThe soul-spirit hardens\nDeep beneath the Vale.\n\nAnd when our brethren pass\nInto the Mountain\'s Temple\nWe shall protect their eternal spirit\nEncased within the holy blue crystal.\n\nAnd when our brethren pass\nA Moon over the Vale shines.',0,1),
(61,'And when our brethren pass Into realms beyond the known The soul-spirit hardens Deep beneath the Vale. And when our brethren pass Into the Mountain\'s Temple We shall protect their eternal spirit Encased within the holy blue crystal. And when our brethren pass A Moon over the Vale shines. ',0,1),
(62,'By moon and fire, By flesh and bone, Scribed in blood, Carved in stone. Leave this place Or meet your doom Death stands guard Over the Emperor\'s Tomb. ',0,1),
(63,'Master Carevin, The bearer of this note has shown $g himself : herself; to be upstanding in the Light, capable of battling the undead and demons that plague the borders of Duskwood, and willing to join the Carevin family in their cause of Light. I would thereby suggest that you give this warrior of the Light further duties--perhaps to investigate some of the townsfolk that are under suspicion of succor to the enemies of the Light. Yours faithfully, Calor ',0,1),
(64,'Morgan Ladimore was a great and noble knight who fought in defense of the innocent, the poor, and the afflicted. For many years, he worked diligently throughout the outlying areas of Azeroth, bringing relief to the suffering and swift justice to evildoers.$B$BHe was married to a young girl named Lys in the summer of his eighteenth year. They were much in love with each other and would eventually produce three children, a son and two daughters.$B$BMorgan was thirty-two when war broke out in',65,11723),
(65,'Lordaeron. Morgan was called to the side of the legendary paladin Uther the Lightbringer to fight against the orcs and the undead. Leaving his wife and children in the safety of his home, Morgan left for war.$B$BThe years passed and the war dragged on, and Morgan would witness many horrific events, including the disbanding of the Paladins of the Silver Hand, the death of Uther and the spread of the plague. The only thing that kept him from the brink of madness was the knowledge that he would',66,11723),
(66,'someday be reunited with his wife and children.$B$BMorgan would eventually return to his homeland, but find it nothing like how he remembered it. The once verdant forest was corrupted and teemed with the undead and other dark forces. Destroyed houses and farms could be found everywhere, and the cemetary near Raven\'s Hill now dominated much of the area. A shocked and bewildered Morgan eventually made his way to his home, only to find it in ruins. Not knowing what had befallen his homeland, he',67,11723),
(67,'headed towards the village to find answers, and, he hoped, his wife and children.$B$BMorgan inquired about his family, but could not find any answers. A priest in Darkshire, as it was now called, said that he might search the cemetary at Raven Hill for a gravestone. Morgan refused to believe that his family was dead, and continued to search every farm and house in Duskwood, but to no avail.$B$BMorgan rode from Darkshire to nearby Lakeshire, thinking that perhaps his family had fled. On his way',68,11723),
(68,'there, he decided, against his better judgement, to stop by the Raven Hill cemetary. Morgan spent hours walking amongst the gravestones. He recognized many names of people that he knew and became more and more distraught. Then he saw them: a small, untended plot amongst the many with three small gravestones. A feeling of dread washed over him as he approached. Morgan brushed off the dust of the most prominent gravestone to reveal the name on it. Simply carved upon the grave, letters spelled out',69,11723),
(69,'his worst fear:$B$BLys Ladimore$BBeloved Wife and Mother$B$BMorgan\'s apprehension turned to dismay and then to grief, and he fell to his knees weeping. For hours he stared at that one grave, begging the cold stone for forgiveness and sobbing apologies. Then, hours later, something in him snapped, and he began to lash out. He brought his sword out of its scabbard and began to rain blows on the gravestones, screaming in rage. Blind in his fury, he lashed out and swung wildly, catching the notice',70,11723),
(70,'of a trio of the cemetary\'s attendants. As they tried to restrain him, he turned his focus to them, hurling accusations of guilt upon the innocent attendants, then killed them all.$B$BLater, when the rage had passed, realization crept into Morgan\'s mind, and he saw his bloody sword driven into the chests of one of the attendants. Driven to the brink by his emotions, he removed his belt knife and plunged it into his heart.$B$BMorgan Ladimore\'s body and the three bodies of his victims were found',71,11723),
(71,'the next day. He was quickly buried, without ceremony, in a hastily dug grave on the outskirts of the cemetary. Because Morgan committed murder against innocents, something that went completely against his beliefs and his nature, and because of the grief that he held in being unable to save his family, Morgan could not die a peaceful death, and lived on as one of the restless dead.$B$BOnly days later, his grave was disturbed, and his body could not be found. The being that was Morgan now',72,11723),
(72,'wanders Duskwood, consumed by his grief over the loss of his wife and children and his own self-hatred. Mor\'Ladim, as he now calls himself, roams Duskwood with mindless vengeance and hatred, and has been known to commit murder indiscriminately.',0,11723),
(73,'The terror of these past few weeks is almost more than I can bear; yet, I feel that by writing down that which I\'ve seen I will somehow be comforted.  So I do it, and it is the only comfort I have these bleak days.',185,1),
(74,'DAY ONE\n\r\n\rThe apprentice and I have arrived in Coldridge Valley today. The trip through the cave was mostly uneventful. We made camp a good distance away from the cave we\'re told the trolls have gathered in.\n\r\n\rDAY TWO\n\r\n\rBloody wolf howling almost kept me up all night.\n\r\n\rI will have new wolfhide clothing in a few days.\n\r\n\rThe lad got tangled up with a trogg today, put up a fight, and\n\r',81,1),
(77,'DAY ONE The apprentice and I have arrived in Coldridge Valley today. The trip through the cave was mostly uneventful. We made camp a good distance away from the cave we\'re told the trolls have gathered in. DAY TWO Bloody wolf howling almost kept me up all night. I will have new wolfhide clothing in a few days. The lad got tangled up with a trogg today, put up a fight, and ',81,1),
(78,'This Armor Marker is good for one piece of leather or cloth armor, redeemable at the Timberlain household within the Eastvale Logging Camp.',0,12340),
(79,'Below is the process and schedule of Defias gold collection from the mines of Elwynn to our headquarters in Westfall. Collection Schedule: Sunday: 12:30pm Wednesday: 12:30pm By each specified day, gold gained from the Elwynn mines will be gathered at the Brackwell pumpkin patch.  The agent in charge of these gatherings, \"The Collector,\" will be known by the engraved ring he possesses.  A ring I gave him. ',250,1),
(80,'Grelin, My time is short and many matters press on my time, and I hope that your investigation of the trolls will not be one of them. Therefore I will allow you to use my authority in dealing with the trolls in whatever fashion you deem necessary, more so if you are able to find an expedient solution. Magni Bronzebeard ',0,1),
(81,'managed to get the better of the ugly brute, but he\'s now nursing a nasty cut on his arm. Looks like I\'ll have to do the chores for a while.$b$bDAY THREE$b$bCold. Snowed a bit around noon.$b$bDAY FOUR$b$bThe lad was back and in good spirits today, so we took our first look at the trolls. Frostmane, I\'d say, judging by the markings on their skin and the various trinkets they wore on their bodies.',82,1),
(82,'DAY FIVE$b$bHad the lad watch over the camp and I snuck over to the cave and took a look around. The trolls numbers are somewhat troublesome. The Mountaineers might have to be summoned in force if the cave is to be cleared of the troll infestation.$b$bI realize I have not mentioned the troggs of late. They appear in the area in greater numbers, but they are so primitive that they do not pose much of a threat. Time may say if this is true or not.',83,1),
(83,'And not a drop of ale for almost a week now.$b$bDAY SIX$b$bCold again. Snows. Trolls. No ale.$b$bDAY SEVEN$b$bSnow below so white,$bSky above so blue,$bWolves will howl the night,$bNot a drop of brew.$b$bDAY EIGHT$b$bThe trolls are perhaps not as large a problem as we initially thought. They have some',84,1),
(84,'numbers but are not well armed or organized. A small show of force should be more than adequate in dealing with the threat they pose. ',0,1),
(85,'My Journal\n\nThe terror of these past few weeks is almost more than I can bear; why is it that by writing words into this book I can somehow keep the madness at bay?  Perhaps it is as if I\'m confessing my sins to a silent companion, or freeing my mind of these tortured thoughts and confining them to paper.  \n\nI began a journal before this one, but it remains in a place to which I cannot return.  So I will start afresh.  But this time, I will start from the true beginning.',186,1),
(86,'A Report on the State of the Frostmane Trolls in the General Area of Coldridge Valley\r\n\r\nPrepared by Grelin Whitebeard, Senate Special Envoy\r\n\r\nFrom the time that I have spent observing the movement of the Frostmane trolls in the Coldridge Valley area, I have determined that they pose no large threat to dwarven settlements in the area. Moreover, they are a threat that can be eliminated with little additional support from the army. Through the assistance of Mountaineers already stationed in',87,1),
(87,'Coldridge Valley and mercenaries (paid with funds set aside by the Senate prior to my dispatchment), I am confident that the problem will be solved in short order. \r\n\r\nThis action has been authorized with the sanction given to me by King Bronzebeard.',0,1),
(88,'A Report on the State of the Frostmane Trolls in the General Area of Coldridge Valley$b$bThe trolls situated in Dun Morogh are largely centralized in Frostmane Hold, a mountain cave on the western border. They have sufficient numbers to cause some concern, however, they seem more than content to stay in their cave. This is, no doubt, because they do not wish to incur the wrath of the dwarves again, and risk total extermination. Their actions can be considered territorial, if anything, and it is',89,1),
(89,'my belief that they pose no real threat to us, so long as we do not encroach upon their territory. This may be a situation unappealing to the dwarven populace, but given the dispersal of military resources, it may be prudent to relegate the extermination of the trolls to a lower level of importance, and continue to focus on the threat posed by the troggs and the Dark Irons.$b$bEnclosed, you will also find a copy of my brother Grelin\'s report on Anvilmar.$b$bSigned,$bSenir Whitebeard',90,1),
(90,'A Report on the State of the Frostmane Trolls in the General Area of Coldridge Valley$b$bPrepared by Grelin Whitebeard, Senate Special Envoy$b$bFrom the time that I have spent observing the movement of the Frostmane trolls in the Coldridge Valley area, I have determined that they pose no large threat to dwarven settlements in the area. Moreover, they are a threat that can be eliminated with little additional support from the army. Through the assistance of Mountaineers already stationed in',91,1),
(91,'Coldridge Valley and mercenaries (paid with funds set aside by the Senate prior to my dispatchment), I am confident that the problem will be solved in short order.$b$bThis action has been authorized with the sanction given to me by King Bronzebeard.',0,1),
(92,'My Dearest Tarrel -\n\nExcuse the haste with which this correspondence was written but time is not a luxury we have.  \n\nThe dig crew was making significant progress unearthing important Titan artifacts.  But we began to discover other ancient objects, specifically large bones.',93,1),
(93,'Not long after the bones were dug up we fell victim to attack by Raptors.  The battalion of men from Longbraid\'s regiment fought valiantly.  But ultimately, they were overwhelmed.  Nearly everyone perished.  Only 3 of us survived.  A laborer by the name of Ormer Ironbraid proved to be most heroic as he ensured the safety of myself and Prospector Whelgar.',94,1),
(94,'We now take refuge in a sheltered cavern, seemingly out of harm\'s way.  But we are indeed trapped until a force can be sent to reckon with the Raptors.  Whelgar is trying to continue work but I suspect he is still quite frightened.  That is our situation, Tarrel.  Please urge Longbraid to muster a rescue force at once.\n\nMy love for you remains strong, even through this dire time.\n\n--Merrin',0,1),
(95,'The Green Hills of Stranglethorn$B$BOur first day went as well as one can expect first days to go.  Most of our time was preoccupied with making the necessary arrangements to establish a base camp.  I located an ideal setting by a freshwater river inlet.  Judging by the old, abandoned docks nearby, this site was inhabited sometime ago.  As for the original inhabitants, only time can tell that tale.',0,11723),
(97,'The Green Hills of Stranglethorn Our first day went as well as one can expect first days to go.  Most of our time was preoccupied with making the necessary arrangements to establish a base camp.  I located an ideal setting by a freshwater river inlet.  Judging by the old, abandoned docks nearby, this site was inhabited sometime ago.  As for the original inhabitants, only time can tell that tale. ',0,1),
(98,'In the years that followed, after Stormwind betrayed the Stonemasons\' Guild, Sir Erlgadin grew bitter about the role of the nobles within the Kingdom.  He no longer wished to uphold the position that his father\'s bloodline had earned for him in the House of Nobles.$B$BBut I digress.  The purpose of this story is not to act as a political treatise or a biography.  This is the account of my experiences hunting big game in the green hills of Stranglethorn.',0,11403),
(99,'In the years that followed, after Stormwind betrayed the Stonemasons\' Guild, Sir Erlgadin grew bitter about the role of the nobles within the Kingdom.  He no longer wished to uphold the position that his father\'s bloodline had earned for him in the House of Nobles. But I digress.  The purpose of this story is not to act as a political treatise or a biography.  This is the account of my experiences hunting big game in the green hills of Stranglethorn?. ',0,1),
(100,'Just as I was about to question Ajeck\'s lack of interest in the day\'s hunting strategy, she reached for her quiver, drew an arrow and unleashed a shot right towards poor Barnil.  But it was not Barnil that Ajeck was shooting at.  For when Barnil stepped aside, mouth agape, a large river crocilisk floated to the surface with Ajeck\'s arrow perfectly placed between his two large eyes.',0,11403),
(101,'Just as I was about to question Ajeck\'s lack of interest in the day\'s hunting strategy, she reached for her quiver, drew an arrow and unleashed a shot right towards poor Barnil.  But it was not Barnil that Ajeck was shooting at.  For when Barnil stepped aside, mouth agape, a large river crocilisk floated to the surface with Ajeck\'s arrow perfectly placed between his two large eyes. ',0,1),
(102,'During one such misstep, Erlgadin laid a heavy hand on Barnil\'s shoulder.  Ajeck and I gave a casual glance, assuming the man was simply giving Barnil a much-needed scolding for his carelessness.  Erlgadin, however, gestured slowly with his head toward a nearby fallen tree.  Gazing back at us were two piercing black eyes just above a mouthful of razor sharp fangs.',0,1),
(103,'During one such misstep, Erlgadin laid a heavy hand on Barnil\'s shoulder.  Ajeck and I gave a casual glance, assuming the man was simply giving Barnil a much-needed scolding for his carelessness.  Erlgadin, however, gestured slowly with his head toward a nearby fallen tree.  Gazing back at us were two piercing black eyes just above a mouthful of razor sharp fangs. ',0,1),
(104,'The kill brought about a festive mood amongst the expedition.  Barnil poured mead for all to enjoy.  But our festivities were short-lived.  As we were preparing the corpse for transport back to base camp we were all caught off guard by a horrendous growl.  In all my years I have never heard anything so blood curdling. ',0,12340),
(105,'On a rocky precipice above, silhouetted by the setting sun, I could make out the largest cat of prey I have ever laid eyes upon.  I was able to loose one clumsy volley with my rifle, but the cat held his ground.  He growled once again, this time louder than the first, and vanished.$B$BWe gathered our belongings and headed solemnly back to camp.',0,1),
(107,'On a rocky precipice above, silhouetted by the setting sun, I could make out the largest cat of prey I have ever laid eyes upon.  I was able to loose one clumsy volley with my rifle, but the cat held his ground.  He growled once again, this time louder than the first, and vanished. We gathered our belongings and headed solemnly back to camp. ',0,1),
(108,'On this day we ventured to the south, following some fresh panther tracks.  Soon we reached a ravine spanned by a tremendous rope bridge.  I could not help but to think of Brann\'s descriptive writings of this region when I saw the engineering marvel.  So often it was assumed that the native Trolls were a primitive and uneducated race yet as I gazed upon the master craftsmanship of the bridge I was able to recognize the skill with which the Troll builders overcame the seemingly impossible feat.\n\r',0,1),
(109,'On this day we ventured to the south, following some fresh panther tracks.  Soon we reached a ravine spanned by a tremendous rope bridge.  I could not help but to think of Brann\'s descriptive writings of this region when I saw the engineering marvel.  So often it was assumed that the native Trolls were a primitive and uneducated race yet as I gazed upon the master craftsmanship of the bridge I was able to recognize the skill with which the Troll builders overcame the seemingly impossible feat. ',0,1),
(110,'Both Ajeck and Sir Erlgadin stood poised, guns leveled at the bristling overgrowth at the base of the swaying trees.  The midday sun beat heavily upon us.  A slow trickle of perspiration trailed down from Elrgadin\'s temple as he pulled the pin back.  Upon the sound of the click, the thick flora parted and a large black panther -- a beautiful specimen -- darted out onto the plain.\n\r',0,1),
(111,'Both Ajeck and Sir Erlgadin stood poised, guns leveled at the bristling overgrowth at the base of the swaying trees.  The midday sun beat heavily upon us.  A slow trickle of perspiration trailed down from Elrgadin\'s temple as he pulled the pin back.  Upon the sound of the click, the thick flora parted and a large black panther -- a beautiful specimen -- darted out onto the plain. ',0,1),
(112,'His gun tossed back violently in his arms.  The barrel swooped sideways and came up beneath Ajeck\'s rifle.  Ajeck had chosen that exact moment to pull her trigger.  The rifle, the aim now knocked clumsily toward the tree line, went off with a distinct boom.  A flock of birds screamed out of the canopy, scattering in every direction.  A plume of smoke rose from the tree.  We watched in awe as a tremendous branch fell squarely on the fleeing panther, breaking its back.',0,11723),
(113,'His gun tossed back violently in his arms.  The barrel swooped sideways and came up beneath Ajeck\'s rifle.  Ajeck had chosen that exact moment to pull her trigger.  The rifle, the aim now knocked clumsily toward the tree line, went off with a distinct boom.  A flock of birds screamed out of the canopy, scattering in every direction.  A plume of smoke rose from the tree.  We watched in awe as a tremendous branch fell squarely on the fleeing panther, breaking its back. ',0,1),
(114,'We set out at first light, heading south past the Tkashi Ruins.  Barnil voiced concern that we might encounter members of the Bloodscalp Tribe.  I reminded Barnil that the Bloodscalps were more concerned with destroying their tribal enemy, the Skullsplitters.  Needless to say, Barnil was not comforted in the least.  I, however, had a loaded rifle, a satchel full of gunpowder and three deadly hunters with me to ease any concerns of an unfriendly ambush. ',0,1),
(115,'I\'ve stood before a towering Infernal on the battlefield, the army of the Burning Legion advancing from all directions.  An unruly band of Trolls seems as harmless as a jackrabbit in the hills of Dun Morogh.\n\r\n\rWe passed the Tkashi Ruins without event, much to Barnil\'s relief.  The party proceeded to head westward, toward the Great Sea, skirting the Ruins of Zul\'Kunda just to the south.  As we ascended the high sea bluffs we spotted our first Raptor.\n\r',0,1),
(117,'I\'ve stood before a towering Infernal on the battlefield, the army of the Burning Legion advancing from all directions.  An unruly band of Trolls seems as harmless as a jackrabbit in the hills of Dun Morogh. We passed the Tkashi Ruins without event, much to Barnil\'s relief.  The party proceeded to head westward, toward the Great Sea, skirting the Ruins of Zul\'Kunda just to the south.  As we ascended the high sea bluffs we spotted our first Raptor. ',0,1),
(118,'Our hastily aimed shots were enough to buy Barnil\'s escape.  Barnil clamored back down the hill and rejoined the party. We scurried off into the jungle; a pack of ferocious Lashtail Raptor\'s stalking our every move. The hunters were now the hunted. ',0,1),
(119,'I led the party toward the sea, hoping the shoreline would provide refuge from the Raptors.  In our haste we had drifted too far north, to a precariously high elevation.  The mistake was made.  The fault was mine.  We stopped just short of a sheer cliff, the Raptors just a few paces behind.',0,11403),
(120,'I stepped slowly forward, gun raised.  I had led these brave hunters to their death.  I would die defending them.  Lashtail Raptors are particularly fierce, known for their unrelenting blood-thirst.  They far outnumbered us.  But I would be damned if I let them kill me and my comrades without shedding some of their own blood first. ',0,11723),
(121,'Ajeck and Sir Erlgadin readied their weapons, flanking me on either side, our backs to the sea.  Barnil let out a defeated sigh and drew his axe.  The Lashtails were almost upon us.  Their steady stride had slowed.  They were stalking their prey now for they knew they had us trapped.',0,1),
(124,'  The Green Hills Of Stranglethorn$b$b              By Hemet Nesingwary',125,1),
(125,'Our first day went as well as one can expect first days to go. Most of our time was preoccupied with making the necessary arrangements to establish a base camp. I located an ideal setting by a freshwater river inlet. Judging by the old, abandoned docks nearby, this site was inhabited sometime ago. As for the original inhabitants, only time can tell that tale.',126,1),
(126,'For this expedition I have assembled Ajeck Rouack and Sir S. J. Erlgadin, along with my trusted servant, Barnil Stonepot. I fought alongside Ajeck\'s father\'s side in many battles in defense of the Alliance. Seeing her grown is quite special. Her father schooled her well in the ways of weaponry. Her skills with a bow makes me wonder if there is elven blood running through those veins.',127,1),
(127,'Sir S. J. Erlgadin comes from human aristocracy. His father, Count Erlgadin, was renowned for his generosity. It was the Count who lobbied for improved working conditions for the Stonemasons\' Guild during the restoration of Stormwind after the second Great War.',128,1),
(128,'In the years that followed, after Stormwind betrayed the Stonemasons\' Guild, Sir Erlgadin grew bitter about the role of the nobles within the Kingdom. He no longer wished to uphold the position that his father\'s bloodline had earned for him in the House of Nobles.$b$bBut I digress. The purpose of this story is not to act as a political treatise or a biography. This is the account of my experiences hunting big game in the green hills of Stranglethorn...',129,1),
(129,'We rose with the sun. Barnil began to prepare the morning meal. I noticed Ajeck\'s attention was somewhat distracted. The day\'s trek would be long and our hunt would bring us close to danger. A lack of focus could easily lead to an errant mishap. Yet Ajeck seemed unable to divert her gaze from Barnil who stood by the edge of the river rinsing out his mess kit.',130,1),
(130,'Just as I was about to question Ajeck\'s lack of interest in the day\'s hunting strategy, she reached for her quiver, drew an arrow and unleashed a shot right towards poor Barnil. But it was not Barnil that Ajeck was shooting at,. For when Barnil stepped aside, mouth agape, a large river crocolisk floated to the surface with Ajeck\'s arrow perfectly placed between his two large eyes.',131,1),
(131,'We set out towards the west, through the thick overgrowth of the tangled jungle. Moving with slow, deliberate steps we paced through thick foliage in the search of prey. The morning passed in frustrated silence. Nothing was stirring in the Vale, not even a breeze. By the afternoon, the expedition had grown restless. Barnil no longer strode with the cautious steps of a predator tracking prey. Rather he clumsily clomped along the path often stepping noisily on dried leaves or fallen branches.',132,1),
(132,'During one such misstep, Erlgadin laid a heavy hand on Barnil\'s shoulder. Ajeck and I gave a casual glance, assuming the man was simply giving Barnil a much-needed scolding for his carelessness. Erlgadin, however, gestured slowly with his head toward a nearby fallen tree. Gazing back at us were two piercing black eyes just as above a mouthful of razor sharp fangs.',133,1),
(133,'The beast was a male Stranglethorn Tiger. Before I could cock my rifle, Erlgadin raised his crossbow and fired upon the beast. The bolt missed its mark and caught the beast heavily in the left flank. The tiger made a futile attempt to flee but its wound was too grave. The beast stumbled for a few tragic seconds until Barnil finished the kill with a thrown axe.',134,1),
(134,'The kill brought about a festive mood amongst the expedition. Barnil poured mead for all to enjoy. But our festivities were short-lived. As we were preparing the corpse for transport back to base camp we were all caught off guard by a horrendous growl. In all my years I have never heard anything so blood curdling.',135,1),
(135,'On a rocky precipice above, silhouetted by the setting sun, I could make out the largest cat of prey I have ever laid eyes upon. I was able to loose one clumsy volley with my rifle, but the cat held his ground. He growled once again, this time louder than the first, and vanished.$b$bWe gathered our belongings and headed solemnly back to camp.',136,1),
(136,'I had promised the expedition that we would spend the next day hunting panthers, as their furs are in high demand throughout Azeroth. it only makes sense that such demand should exist with all of the able-bodied hunters, trappers and fur-traders off giving their lives so valiantly in the name of the Alliance.',137,1),
(137,'Ajeck and Sir Erlgadin were anxious to learn how to hunt effectively with a Dwarven Rifle. I had the two humans leave their primitive range weapons at base camp. Barnil and I outfitted them with some of Ironforge\'s finest firearms.',138,1),
(138,'On this day we ventured to the south, following some fresh panther tracks. Soon we reached a ravine spanned by a tremendous rope bridge. I could not help but to think of Brann\'s descriptive writings of this region when I saw the engineering marvel. So often it was assumed that the native Trolls were a primitive and uneducated race yet as I gazed upon the master craftsmanship of the bridge I was able to recognize the skill with which the Troll builders overcame the seemingly impossible feat.',139,1),
(139,'Before long, Ajeck tracked the panther to the southwest. We walked quietly, guns at the ready, in anticipation of our prey. A snapping of twigs from a nearby copse of trees drew our attention immediately. Something was in there. One stern glance at Barnil was enough to convey my thoughts. Barnil slowly lowered his rifle. This kill was not for us, it was for our Human companions. Countless panthers had lost their lives in front of our smoking barrels. This kill would be for the Humans.',140,1),
(140,'Both Ajeck and Sir Erlgadin stood poised, guns leveled at the bristling overgrowth at the base of the swaying trees. The midday sun beat heavily upon us. A slow trickle of perspiration trailed down from Erlgadin\'s temple as he pulled the pin back. Upon the sound of the click, the thick flora parted and a large black panther -- a beautiful specimen -- darted out onto the plain.',141,1),
(141,'The Humans trained their sights on the panther as it ran along the edge of the tree line. The barrels of their guns moved in perfect parallel tandem. Barnil gave me an urging glance but I shook my head no. This hunt was for the Humans, not Barnil or me. Erlgadin fired a booming shot, missing the panther altogether. Apparently he was unprepared for the violent kickback of the rifle blast.',142,1),
(142,'His gun tossed back violently in his arms. The barrel swooped sideways and came up beneath Ajeck\'s rifle. Ajeck had chosen that exact moment to pull her trigger. The rifle, the aim now knocked clumsily toward the tree line, went off with a distinct boom. A flock of birds screamed out the canopy, scattering in every direction. A plume of smoke rose from the tree. We watched in awe as a tremendous branch fell squarely on the fleeing panther, breaking its back.',143,1),
(143,'As the weeks passed our stockpile of panther and tiger skins grew immense. I decided it was time for the expedition to shift our focus to a new challenge: Raptors.$b$bThe Humans, while appreciative of the training Barnil and I offered, decided to refrain from hunting with firearms. Ajeck was much more comfortable with a finely strung bow and Sir Erlgadin never left camp without his sturdy crossbow.',144,1),
(144,'We set out at first light, heading south past the Tkashi Ruins. Barnil voiced concern that we might encounter members of the Bloodscalp Tribe. I reminded Barnil that the Bloodscalps were more concerned with destroying their tribal enemy, the Skullsplitters. Needless to say, Barnil was not comforted in the least. I, however, had a loaded rifle, a satchel full of gunpowder and three deadly hunters with me to ease any concerns of an unfriendly ambush.',145,1),
(145,'I\'ve stood before a towering Infernal on the battlefield, the army of the Burning Legion advancing from all directions. An unruly band of Trolls seems as harmless as a jackrabbit in the hills of Dun Morogh.$b$bWe passed the Tkashi Ruins without event, much to Barnil\'s relief. The party proceeded to head westward, toward the Great Sea, skirting the Ruins of Zul\'Kunda just to the south. As we ascended the high sea bluffs we spotted our first Raptor.',146,1),
(146,'The beast never so much as detected our presence. In fact, the only greeting he received from the expedition was a bullet between the eyes.$b$bSir Erlgadin let out a hearty *hurrah* as Ajeck nodded toward me with keen approval. I sifted through my pack in search of my pipe, hoping to enjoy a celebratory smoke. Barnil began to scurry up the hillside to retrieve the Raptor\'s corpse. I stared at the fallen beast with the satisfaction that accompanies every big kill.',147,1),
(147,'But I could not bask in for the glory of the kill for long. For when I turned my eyes toward the horizon, several silhouettes appeared cresting the hill, just above poor Barnil.$b$b*Flee, Barnil!* I shouted. Ajeck, Sir Erlgadin and myself loosed a volley of bullets, arrows and bolts over Barnil and toward the pursuing raptors. One of us landed a kill amidst the confusion.',148,1),
(148,'Our hastily aimed shots were enough to buy Barnil\'s escape. Barnil clamored back down the hill and rejoined the party. We scurried off into the jungle; a pack of ferocious Lashtail Raptors stalking our every move.$b$bThe hunters were now hunted.',177,1),
(152,'Ajeck and Sir Erlgadin readied their weapons, flanking me on either side, our backs to the sea.  Barnil let out a defeated sigh and drew his axe.  The Lashtails were almost upon us.  Their steady stride had slowed.  They were stalking their prey now for they knew they had us trapped. ',0,1),
(153,'Our first day went as well as one can expect first days to go.  Most of our time was preoccupied with making the necessary arrangements to establish a base camp.  I located an ideal setting by a freshwater river inlet.  Judging by the old, abandoned docks nearby, this site was inhabited sometime ago.  As for the original inhabitants, only time can tell that tale.',154,11403),
(154,'For this expedition I have assembled Ajeck Rouack and Sir S. J Erlgadin, along with my trusted servant, Barnil Stonepot.  I fought alongside Ajeck\'s father\'s side in many battles in defense of the Alliance.  Seeing her grown is quite special.  Her father schooled her well in the ways of weaponry.  Her skills with a bow make me wonder if there is elven blood running through those veins.',155,11403),
(155,'Sir S. J. Erlgadin comes from human aristocracy.  His father, Count Erlgadin, was renowned for his generosity.  It was the Count who lobbied for improved working conditions for the Stonemasons\' Guild during the restoration of Stormwind after the Second Great War.',156,11403),
(156,'In the years that followed, after Stormwind betrayed the Stonemasons\' Guild, Sir Erlgadin grew bitter about the role of the nobles within the Kingdom.  He no longer wished to uphold the position that his father\'s bloodline had earned for him in the House of Nobles.  But I digress.  The purpose of this story is not to act as a political treatise or a biography.  This is the account of my experiences hunting big game in the green hills of Stranglethorn\n.',157,11403),
(157,'We rose with the sun.  Barnil began to prepare the morning meal. I noticed Ajeck\'s attention was somewhat distracted.  The day\'s trek would be long and our hunt would bring us close to danger.  A lack of focus could easily lead to an errant mishap.  Yet Ajeck seemed unable to divert her gaze from Barnil who stood by the edge of the river rinsing out his mess kit.',158,11403),
(158,'Just as I was about to question Ajeck\'s lack of interest in the day\'s hunting strategy, she reached for her quiver, drew an arrow and unleashed a shot right towards poor Barnil.  But it was not Barnil that Ajeck was shooting at.  For when Barnil stepped aside, mouth agape, a large river crocilisk floated to the surface with Ajeck\'s arrow perfectly placed between his two large eyes.',159,11403),
(159,'We set out toward the west, through the thick overgrowth of the tangled jungle.  Moving with slow, deliberate steps we paced through thick foliage in search of prey.  The morning passed in frustrated silence.  Nothing was stirring in the Vale, not even a breeze.  By the afternoon, the expedition had grown restless Barnil no longer strode with the cautious steps of a predator tracking prey.  Rather he clumsily clomped along the path often stepping noisily on dried leaves or fallen branches.',160,11403),
(160,'During one such misstep, Erlgadin laid a heavy hand on Barnil\'s shoulder.  Ajeck and I gave a casual glance, assuming the man was simply giving Barnil a much-needed scolding for his carelessness.  Erlgadin, however, gestured slowly with his head toward a nearby fallen tree.  Gazing back at us were two piercing black eyes just above a mouthful of razor sharp fangs.',0,11403),
(161,'The beast was a male Stranglethorn Tiger.  Before I could cock my rifle, Erlgadin raised his crossbow and fired upon the beast.  The bolt missed its mark and caught the beast heavily in the left flank.  The tiger made a futile attempt to flee but its wound was too grave.  The beast stumbled for a few tragic seconds until Barnil finished the kill with a thrown axe.',162,11403),
(162,'The kill brought about a festive mood amongst the expedition.  Barnil poured mead for all to enjoy.  But our festivities were short-lived.  As we were preparing the corpse for transport back to base camp we were all caught off guard by a horrendous growl.  In all my years I have never heard anything so blood curdling.',163,11403),
(163,'On a rocky precipice above, silhouetted by the setting sun, I could make out the largest cat of prey I have ever laid eyes upon.  I was able to loose one clumsy volley with my rifle, but the cat held his ground.  He growled once again, this time louder than the first, and vanished.$B$BWe gathered our belongings and headed solemnly back to camp.',164,11403),
(164,'I had promised the expedition that we would spend the next day hunting panthers, as their furs are in high demand throughout Azeroth.  It only makes sense that such demand should exist with all of the able-bodied hunters, trappers and fur-traders off giving their lives so valiantly in the name of the Alliance.',165,11403),
(165,'Ajeck and Sir Erlgadin were anxious to learn how to hunt effectively with a Dwarven Rifle.  I had the two humans leave their primitive range weapons at base camp.  Barnil and I outfitted them with some of Ironforge\'s finest firearms.',166,11403),
(166,'On this day we ventured to the south, following some fresh panther tracks.  Soon we reached a ravine spanned by a tremendous rope bridge.  I could not help but to think of Brann\'s descriptive writings of this region when I saw the engineering marvel.  So often it was assumed that the native Trolls were a primitive and uneducated race yet as I gazed upon the master craftsmanship of the bridge I was able to recognize the skill with which the Troll builders overcame the seemingly impossible feat.',167,11403),
(167,'Before long, Ajeck tracked the panther to the southwest.  We walked quietly, guns at the ready, in anticipation of our prey.  A snapping of twigs from a nearby copse of trees drew our attention immediately.  Something was in there. One stern glance at Barnil was enough to convey my thoughts.  Barnil slowly lowered his rifle.  This kill was not for us; it was for our Human companions.  Countless panthers had lost their lives in front of our smoking barrels.  This kill would be for the Humans.',168,11403),
(168,'Both Ajeck and Sir Erlgadin stood poised, guns leveled at the bristling overgrowth at the base of the swaying trees.  The midday sun beat heavily upon us.  A slow trickle of perspiration trailed down from Elrgadin\'s temple as he pulled the pin back.  Upon the sound of the click, the thick flora parted and a large black panther -- a beautiful specimen -- darted out onto the plain.',0,11403),
(169,'The Humans trained their sights on the panther as it ran along the edge of the tree line.  The barrels of their guns moved in perfect parallel tandem.  Barnil gave me an urging glance but I shook my head no.  This hunt was for the Humans, not Barnil or me.  Erlgadin fired a booming shot, missing the panther altogether.  Apparently he was unprepared for the violent kickback of the rifle blast.',170,11723),
(170,'His gun tossed back violently in his arms.  The barrel swooped sideways and came up beneath Ajeck\'s rifle.  Ajeck had chosen that exact moment to pull her trigger.  The rifle, the aim now knocked clumsily toward the tree line, went off with a distinct boom.  A flock of birds screamed out of the canopy, scattering in every direction.  A plume of smoke rose from the tree.  We watched in awe as a tremendous branch fell squarely on the fleeing panther, breaking its back.',171,11723),
(171,'As the weeks passed our stockpile of panther and tiger skins grew immense.  I decided it was time for the expedition to shift our focus to a new challenge: Raptors.$B$BThe Humans, while appreciative of the training Barnil and I offered, decided to refrain from hunting with firearms.  Ajeck was much more comfortable with a finely strung bow and Sir Erlgadin never left camp without his sturdy crossbow.',172,11723),
(172,'We set out at first light, heading south past the Tkashi Ruins.  Barnil voiced concern that we might encounter members of the Bloodscalp Tribe.  I reminded Barnil that the Bloodscalps were more concerned with destroying their tribal enemy, the Skullsplitters.  Needless to say, Barnil was not comforted in the least.  I, however, had a loaded rifle, a satchel full of gunpowder and three deadly hunters with me to ease any concerns of an unfriendly ambush.',173,11723),
(173,'I\'ve stood before a towering Infernal on the battlefield, the army of the Burning Legion advancing from all directions.  An unruly band of Trolls seems as harmless as a jackrabbit in the hills of Dun Morogh.$B$BWe passed the Tkashi Ruins without event, much to Barnil\'s relief.  The party proceeded to head westward, toward the Great Sea, skirting the Ruins of Zul\'Kunda just to the south.  As we ascended the high sea bluffs we spotted our first Raptor.',174,11723),
(174,'The beast never so much as detected our presence.  In fact, the only greeting he received from the expedition was a bullet between the eyes.  Sir Erlgadin let out a hearty *hurrah* as Ajeck nodded toward me with keen approval.  I sifted through my pack in search of my pipe, hoping to enjoy a celebratory smoke.  Barnil began to scurry up the hillside to retrieve the Raptor\'s corpse.  I stared at the fallen beast with the satisfaction that accompanies every big kill.',175,11723),
(175,'But I could not bask in the glory of the kill for long.  For when I turned my eyes toward the horizon, several silhouettes appeared cresting the hill, just above poor Barnil.  $B$B*Flee, Barnil!* I shouted.  Ajeck, Sir Erlgadin and myself loosed a volley of bullets, arrows and bolts over Barnil and toward the pursuing raptors.  One of us landed a kill amidst the confusion.',176,11723),
(176,'Our hastily aimed shots were enough to buy Barnil\'s escape.  Barnil clamored back down the hill and rejoined the party. We scurried off into the jungle; a pack of ferocious Lashtail Raptors stalking our every move.$B$BThe hunters were now the hunted.',0,11723),
(177,'I led the party toward the sea, hoping the shoreline would provide refuge from the Raptors.  In our haste we had drifted too far north, to a precariously high elevation.  The mistake was made.  The fault was mine.  We stopped just short of a sheer cliff, the Raptors just a few paces behind.',178,11403),
(178,'I stepped slowly forward, gun raised.  I had led these brave hunters to their death.  I would die defending them.  Lashtail Raptors are particularly fierce, known for their unrelenting blood-thirst.  They far outnumbered us.  But I would be damned if I let them kill me and my comrades without shedding some of their own blood first.',179,11403),
(179,'Ajeck and Sir Erlgadin readied their weapons, flanking me on either side, our backs to the sea.  Barnil let out a defeated sigh and drew his axe.  The Lashtails were almost upon us.  Their steady stride had slowed.  They were stalking their prey now for they knew they had us trapped.',180,11403),
(180,'And then something miraculous happened.  From off to our side we heard the distinct and terrifying roar of the great white tiger.  Despite their numbers, the Raptors turned and scattered in all directions.  We saw but a brief white flash as the tiger darted past us and pounced on one of the Raptors.  No command needed to be given.  All four members of our party knew it was time to run.',181,11403),
(181,'We sprinted all the way back to base camp, never slowing.  Later that night we sat quietly around the campfire, knowing our lives had been saved by a bizarre twist of fate.  Such are the risks of the big game hunter.  We toy with fate by delivering it.  Yet each of us, at some point, will face fate\'s razor sharp teeth.  This Dwarf is just glad that moment did not come upon the green hills of Stranglethorn.',0,11403),
(182,'Honorable Colleagues and Truthseekers\n\nThe site\'s excavation continues, but it is slowed by the Troggs mentioned in my last report.  I am confident they can be dealt with, even if some of these Troggs are more aggressive than usual.\n\nMore artifacts were found recently, though in all cases but one (which I will discuss below), recent findings are of the same caliber as before - interesting, if not enlightening.',183,1),
(183,'There has been one exception.  The peculiarly carved idols found recently (a brief description of these was included in my last report) seem to have an effect on the Troggs at the site.  They are drawn to the stone carvings, and some Troggs are driven berserk by them!\n\nMore study is required for any conclusions regarding these idols, but I remain hopeful that they will shed light on a link between the Troggs and the Titans.',184,1),
(184,'Lastly, I must restate my request for blastpowder.  My supplies are very low, which severely hampers the success of the excavation.  I was told a resupply of blastpowder was forthcoming, though I have not yet received it.\n\nWhat, may I ask, is the delay?\n\nRespectfully,\nProspector Darteus Ironband',0,1),
(185,'It began with the finding of that cursed scythe in Roland\'s Doom.  Before the Scythe, the terrors of this place seemed as tame as Northshire Valley.\n\nBut ever since I found the haft of the Scythe jutting from that pile of rubble in the mine and, curse me, pulled it free, Roland\'s Doom became a place of vile death!',205,1),
(186,'It began with the finding of that cursed scythe in the mine they call Roland\'s Doom.  Yes, that was the start of it.  Before that, the Defias Brotherhood was happy with our progress in Duskwood.  Before the Scythe, the terrors of this place seemed as tame as Northshire Valley.\n\nBut ever since I found the haft of the Scythe jutting from that pile of rubble in the mine and, curse me, pulled it free, Roland\'s Doom became a place of vile death!',187,1),
(187,'If I had known what would happen, I would have cut off my own hand to keep from grasping that rune-carved wood.  So many regrets!  I always thought that was a privilege of the old.  I now know that it is not the old - it is the hopeless - who don the mantle of regret, unable and unwilling to shrug it from shoulders stooped with misery.\n\nBut enough waxing like a pipe-mad poet.  I must continue with the chronicle...',188,1),
(188,'After the Scythe was freed, a change rippled through the mine.  Light from our flickering torches warped, and the strength of our voices seemed beyond our control.  Sometimes a man\'s whisper roared through the tunnels forcing hands on ears, and sometimes our shouts barely traveled a few steps before diminishing into a hint on the wind.\n\nUnnerving, yes, but we did not have long to wonder at this strangeness.  It was but a harbinger of what truly drove us from the mine.  The Worgen.',189,1),
(189,'They came at us from everywhere, clawing from hidden holes at our feet and dropping upon us from silent perches above.  Half our men fell in those first panicked minutes.  The rest, including myself, tried to flee.  As I ran I saw so many of my brothers taken by tooth and claw, heard so many screams cut short or gurgle to silence.\n\nFor all I know, I am the only human to escape that place.',190,1),
(190,'I can only guess why I survived that night.  I have always been cautious, always quick to flinch from jabs and leap free of pitfalls.  My nickname, Jitters, comes from this trait.  So perhaps it was just that knack for caution that saved me...\n\nOr maybe it was the Scythe I pulled from the rubble.  It cannot be the Scythe itself, for I lost it during my frantic flight.  But if it was I who brought the Worgen to Duskwood, then perhaps the Worgen afforded me a rare courtesy.  Curse them.',191,1),
(191,'Or perhaps, I am doomed to witness the change I wrought on Duskwood.  Perhaps it is my fate to watch as the Worgen tear into this land, staining it ever darker with their foulness.\n\nIf that truly is my fate, then it is twofold.  For the Worgen are not the only power to clutch at Duskwood - the fiends from Deadwind Pass have also staked claim.\n\nThat is the next chapter of my tale, and I pray it is the last...',192,1),
(192,'After surviving the flight from Roland\'s Doom, I hid within a barn owned by a man named Sven.  I spent a few days in the barn, and such horror lingered with me that I never once made myself known to Sven or his family.  But from what I saw from my hiding place, I knew these farmers were quite decent folk.  Had I stepped from my concealment I think they would have taken me in, but trust is hard for me.  Harder still after that shock in the mine.\n\nSo I remained hidden.  And it saved my life.',193,1),
(193,'A few days after I arrived at the barn, Sven left his farm for Darkshire.  He kissed his wife and smiled to his children and promised to return soon with toys and sweets.  The poor man.  That was the last time he saw his family unmutilated.  \n\nAt least they parted happily.  And at least his wife was the first to die, and was freed from seeing the slaughter of her children.  But these small graces do nothing for me.  I saw what happened, and it will ever haunt my dreams.',194,1),
(194,'My hand trembles as I recall the details of that night, when Sven was away and his family was doomed to face the Black Riders alone.  Again regret claws at me, for I was there and could have risen against those fiends from Deadwind Pass.  But it is a false regret.  It is the same that plagues any survivor of a tragedy.  I know that, had I left my place of hiding I too would have been killed, my body ripped and torn, and its pieces spread so widely that I would not be recognized. ',195,1),
(195,'But, even though I know I could have done nothing to stop this heinous murder, one true regret does remain: I brought the Black Riders to Sven\'s farm.  My discovery of the Scythe not only unleashed the Worgen upon Duskwood - it drew the Riders from Deadwind Pass.\n\nI know this because, just before they began their slaughter they asked one question to Sven\'s wife as she held her children close, giving them what comfort she could though she was certain death was near.',196,1),
(196,'\"The Scythe of Elune.\" one of the Riders shrieked in a voice both harsh and shrill, like the grinding of an axe on stone.  And the last word - Elune - it croaked, as if choking on the sound.\n\nDread gripped me when I heard that voice, both from the horrid sound of it, and because...I knew the Scythe of which the Rider spoke.  It must be the same cursed thing I drew from the rocks of Roland\'s Doom days before.  It was what the Black Riders sought!\n\nAnd it was what would kill Sven\'s family.',197,1),
(197,'I never learned the name of Sven\'s wife, as she was only ever called \"dearest,\" and \"my love,\" and \"mommy\" by her husband and children.  But I wish I knew it.  I am the only living memory of her deed that day, and although she was just a farmer\'s wife, never have I seen a man or woman act with such bravery.\n\nOf course she did not know of the Scythe, but when she learned the Riders sought it, in an instant a plan formed in her head.\n\nAnd it was bold and clever.  If only it had worked.',198,1),
(198,'\"The Scythe?\" she said in a calm voice.  \"Of course I do.  Who here wouldn\'t?\"  She looked at the Riders with steady eyes, and I would have sworn she spoke the truth if I had not known better. There was no way she could know about the Scythe.\n\nHer gambit paid off.  The same Rider who uttered the question before bent his head slightly toward her, and shrieked, \"Where?\"\n\n\"I\'ll take you.  All of you,\" she said, and I could see a small hope flicker behind her eyes.',199,1),
(199,'\"But the way is far, and my children would slow us.  We must leave them.\"\n\nHer trick was simple, but simple tricks have the best hope of success.  If it worked, it would lead the Riders away from the farm.  She would be lost, but her children would be safe.  And it would work, if only the Riders believed her noble lies.\n\nAlthough I have never been a student of the Light, I prayed fiercely for Sven\'s wife as she stood against those terrible Riders.\n\n\"Please,\" I prayed.  \"Let them believe.\"',200,1),
(200,'They stood, frozen, and she met their gazes with calm.  Then one rider looked up, as if hearing a distant call.  He drew from his garb a small gem and peered into it.  He then gestured with the bauble toward Sven\'s wife.  A light crept from the Rider toward the woman, shaping itself into a grim, white hand.  She stared into the light, unflinching, but I could see uncertainty behind her mask of confidence.  When the hand reached her, it spread its fingers over her head.  \n\nAnd it squeezed.',201,1),
(201,'Sven\'s wife stood rigid as a board, and her eyes grew wide.  And although her lips pulled back to mouth a scream, no sound escaped.  After a few moments of this torture the hand released her, dropping her to her knees.  The Rider who held the bauble then sat erect in his saddle, and a loud voice erupted from it.\n\n\"This woman lies,\" it said in a voice that has scarred my dreams.  \"She has not seen the Scythe.\"',202,1),
(202,'After this, the Rider\'s shoulders stooped slightly, as if a spirit within him had fled.  And then in the old, shrieking voice it used earlier, these final words were uttered:\n\n\"The Lord has spoken.  Kill them.\"',203,1),
(203,'I cannot describe what happened next.  It is clear in my mind, but even my wretched soul cannot put to paper the events of those next few, grisly minutes.\n\nI can only write that Sven\'s family was killed.  And soon after, Sven returned to this grim, deathly scene.  Such grief was in him that I was afraid to show myself.  And so afraid was I that he would find me, I fled from my hiding spot in the barn.  I do not know where Sven is now, but I pray he will, some day, find peace.',246,1),
(204,'I cannot describe what happened next.  It is clear in my mind, but even my wretched soul cannot put to paper the events of those next few, grisly minutes. I can only write that Sven\'s family was killed.  And soon after, Sven returned to this grim, deathly scene.  Such grief was in him that I was afraid to show myself.  And so afraid was I that he would find me, I fled from my hiding spot in the barn.  I do not know where Sven is now, but I pray he will, some day, find peace. ',246,1),
(205,'After the Scythe was freed, They came at us from everywhere, clawing from hidden holes at our feet and dropping upon us from silent perches above.  Half our men fell in those first panicked minutes.  The rest, including myself, tried to flee.  As I ran I saw so many of my brothers taken by tooth and claw, heard so many screams cut short or gurgle to silence.',206,1),
(206,'I can only guess why I survived that night.  I have always been cautious, always quick to flinch from jabs and leap free of pitfalls.  My nickname comes from this trait.  So perhaps it was just that knack for caution that saved me...\n\nOr maybe it was the Scythe I pulled from the rubble.  It cannot be the Scythe itself, for I lost it during my frantic flight.  But if it was I who brought the Worgen to Duskwood, then perhaps the Worgen afforded me a rare courtesy.  Curse them.',207,1),
(207,'After surviving the flight from Roland\'s Doom, I hid within a barn owned by a man named Sven.  I spent a few days in the barn, and such horror lingered with me that I never once made myself known to Sven or his family.  But from what I saw from my hiding place, I knew these farmers were quite decent folk.  Had I stepped from my concealment I think they would have taken me in, but trust is hard for me.  Harder still after that shock in the mine.\n\nSo I remained hidden.',208,1),
(208,'<The rest of the book is blank>',0,1),
(209,'REPORT: Kobolds$B$BThe activity of kobolds has increased in the vicinity of Northshire Valley.  They camp north of the abbey and within the Echo Ridge Mine in alarming numbers.  I have marshalled paladins, warriors and other local folk to aid me in ridding us of the vermin.$B$BThis progresses well.  And I will update as needed.',210,12340),
(210,'REPORT: Thieves$B$BMore alarming than the kobolds, a human gang of thieves has emerged in the valley.  They wear red bandanas and call themselves a brotherhood.  This level of organization may lead to trouble, both here and in all of Elwynn Forest.$B$BWe have identified one of their leaders--one Garrick Padfoot--and hope to bring him to justice soon.',211,12340),
(211,'REPORT: Wolves$B$BThere has been an increase in reported animal attacks in Northshire.  Eagan believes the  wolves in the valley were scared here from Duskwood.$B$BAlthough the wolves rarely hunt human prey, the sheer number of them has caused some incidents with farmers.  And many livestock have gone missing.',212,12340),
(212,'COMMENDATION:$B$BThe bearer of these documents is to be awarded Deputy status with the Stormwind Army, having served Northshire with eagerness and distinction.  I am confident you will find this person useful in Elwynn Forest.$B$Bsigned:$B-Marshal Douglas McBride, $BStormwind Army, Northshire',0,12340),
(213,'Westfall Stew 3 parts Stringy Vulture Meat 3 Goretusk Snouts 3 Murloc Eyes 3 Okra Mix together and bring to a boil.  Let simmer for at least two hours before serving. ',0,1),
(214,'Dearest Yvette,\n\r\n\rI will entrust this letter to our fastest runner.  I pray he can find a way through the forces surrounding us.  And I pray you read these words, for they are the last you will hear of me.\n\r\n\rMy only comfort in these dark days is the relief I feel, knowing that you are free of my fate.',252,1),
(217,'Dearest Yvette, I will entrust this letter to our fastest runner.  I pray he can find a way through the forces surrounding us.  And I pray you read these words, for they are the last you will hear of me. My only comfort in these dark days is the relief I feel, knowing that you are free of my fate. ',252,1),
(218,'I fear the war between the Stonefields and the Maclures will kill Tommy Joe and Maybell\'s blossoming romance, and in times like these - where dark news and rumors of war loom over us - youth and love must be nurtured.$b$bSo, the favor: I ask that you use your skills and concoct a potion or elixir to aid these young lovers in their quest for each other.$b$bThank you, William. And please, when you have some time away from work, come visit. We\'ll have a few chuckles over the past.$b$b-Mildred',0,1),
(219,'From the hand of Baros Alexston, Office of the City Architect Stormwind Your Majesty, There are many reasons as to why I felt that a report should be compiled and presented on the recent affairs of the \"Defias Brotherhood\" and their activities throughout the kingdom. For perspective, I shall begin with a bit of history. As you may or may not know, my service to the city of Stormwind began as a member of the Stonemasons\' Guild. Through years of work, we completed the rebuilding of ',220,1),
(220,'Stormwind, at which time the Stonemasons\' Guild bills and fees and salaries left unpaid and unspoken for. At that time, Edwin VanCleef had been elected Guildmaster of the Stonemasons, and spoke out, demanding restitution for our works. In response, the Stormwind House of Nobles ordered the Stonemasons\' Guild disbanded, which, understandably, angered VanCleef. Leading a riot, VanCleef led the Stonemasons out of the city. Before I continue, there are some other events that took place during ',221,1),
(221,'this time that I should bring to your attention. First, it was at this time that I was offered the position of city architect if I did not join with VanCleef. Because of certain idealogical differences, I chose to remain in Stormwind. During the riots, VanCleef\'s lieutenant and most trusted assistant, Bazil Thredd, was captured and held in prison. Awaiting trial and questioning, Thredd was almost forgotten about in the Stockade. Returning to VanCleef, after he led the remnants of the ',222,1),
(222,'Stonemasons out of Stormwind, he took advantage of the relatively unprotected state of Westfall, and used his considerable manpower to run many of the farmers off, and take over the handful of gold mines. Taking advantage of the resources at his disposal, VanCleef hatched a plan of retribution against the government of Stormwind. This information came to light recently with the assistance of the bearer of this document, who was instrumental in shedding light on this vast conspiracy. ',0,1),
(223,'Disperse information as you deem necessary.$B$BTirisfal Regional Command$BCaptain Melrache$BCaptain Vachon$BCaptain Perrine$B$BDirectives by the order of the Highlord.$B$BCaptain Perrine, further fortify your position at the southwest tower (as designated). Additional supplies will be dispatched at a later date. In the meantime, materiel should be obtainable from the surrounding farms. Also, further reconnaissance and information',224,12213),
(224,'should be gathered about the organization of the undead in Brill.$B$BCaptain Vachon, there appears to be increased movement by the undead near the northern tower. This insurgence must be quickly and decisively dealt with.$B$BCaptain Melrache, there are concerns about the level of organization of the undead near the borders of the Plaguelands. A fresh group of men will be dispatched to your position in the coming weeks.$B$BGlory under the Light',0,12213),
(228,'should be gathered about the organization of the undead in Brill. Captain Vachon, there appears to be increased movement by the undead near the northern tower. This insurgence must be quickly and decisively dealt with. Captain Melrose, there are concerns about the level of organization of the undead near the borders of the Plaguelands. A fresh group of men will be dispatched to your position in the coming weeks. Glory under the Light ',0,1),
(229,'Day 1\n\nMy tank is broken, but I know the chiron ore is in these hills somewhere.  I told Hammerfoot to stay and watch our tanks.\n\nI\'m continuing the search alone.  If I don\'t make it back, then this journal is my last testament.\n\n--Buron Hildelve, Pilot\nIronforge Steam Brigade',230,1),
(230,'Day 2\n\nMy search continues, and no ore.  I\'m wondering if Stonegear was just making up the rumor of that ore as a joke.  Well if he did then he\'s getting a cracked skull when I get back to Steelgrill\'s Depot!\n\nTonight as I prepared my camp, I heard a growl echoing through the canyons.  \n\nIt isn\'t a wolf.  It may be a bear.',231,1),
(231,'Day 3\n\nThat growling continued throughout the night, and followed me all today, distracting me from my hunt for ore.  I think there\'s a bear following me!\n\nI hope he comes close.  I\'ll bury my pick into his head!',232,1),
(232,'Day 4\n\nMy supplies are running low.  I still have plenty of food, but I didn\'t plan for such a long stay in the wilds outside my tank and I only brought two kegs of ale with me.\n\nI\'ve been up all night the past two nights, listening to that cursed growling, and I\'ve nearly drained my kegs dry!\n\nI\'ll have to head back to Hammerfoot and our Steam Tanks tomorrow.  I don\'t want to get lost out here, booze-less.',233,1),
(233,'Day 5\n\nThe cursed bear did me in!  It attacked me at midday, roaring and charging at me from behind.\n\nI would have smelled it coming had it charged from upwind - its stench was something awful!  The reek of its mangy coat and rotted breath alone nearly sent me spinning!\n\nI fought the thing off but it chewed my leg up good.  Now I can\'t move, my ale\'s gone, and I never did find that ore.  Curses!',234,1),
(234,'Day 6\n\nThe bear hasn\'t yet returned - I must have given him a good beating!  But I can still hear his growling.  I think he\'s waiting for me to die!\n\nTo whomever finds this book, I have a task for you.  Kill that mangy bear.  Kill it, and take this book back to my friend Hammerfoot.  He\'ll want to know what happened.\n\nAnd take my armor.  You\'ll need it against old Mangeclaw!',0,1),
(235,'Greetings Ello Ebonlocke, Mayor of Darkshire.  I\'m afraid I have news for your town.  Grave news.$B$BYou see, I am a creator.  I fooled the bearer of this note into aiding me in my latest, most dire creation - a fiend of flesh and bone and twisted metal!  As you read this, it\'s likely outside my humble dwelling, gnashing its teeth and waiting for my word to go forth and slaughter.$B$BBut you\'ll know soon enough.$B$B-The Embalmer',0,11723),
(236,'Through study of various fossilized creatures I have deduced that in ancient times, a great plague swept through the waters of Lake Lordamere.  What caused this?  We might never know.  But the rate of contamination appears to be extremely high based on dense concentrations of remains distributed across the lake bed. ',237,1),
(237,'In an attempt to uncover the past, I have begun to examine the creatures of the present in hopes of finding the missing clue to this mystery.  The Lake Skulkers and Lake Creepers are ancient beasts who inhabit the islands in the center of Lake Lordamere.  There is a moss which grows on them that resembles trace materials on some of the fossils.  More research needs to be done before I can speculate as to what this connection means. ',238,1),
(238,'While trying to collect moss samples I came across the scene of a bloody battle.  The Vile Fin tribe of Murlocs had come under siege by a marauding band of Gnolls.  There were both Gnoll and Murloc corpses littering the battlefield.  As I passed a mangled Murloc body I noticed a strange hardened tumor protruding from the wound.  As I began to study the tumor it became clear it held similar properties to the moss I was collecting.  Unfortunately, I could find no other tumors besides the one.',0,1),
(243,'While trying to collect moss samples I came across the scene of a bloody battle.  The Vile Fin tribe of Murlocs had come under siege by a marauding band of Gnolls.  There were both Gnoll and Murloc corpses littering the battlefield.  As I passed a mangled Murloc body I noticed a strange hardened tumor protruding from the wound.  As I began to study the tumor it became clear it held similar properties to the moss I was collecting.  Unfortunately, I could find no other tumors besides the one. ',0,1),
(244,'Lord Bethor Iceshard,$B$BAs per your instructions, I send to you the agent you requested.  It is the bearer of this note.$B$BThis person has shown to be dependable and able to follow orders, is proven against the forces of the Scourge, and is my choice for your mission.$B$BMay She reign supreme,$B-Magistrate Sevren$B$B',0,12340),
(245,'Missing: Corporal Keeshan$B$BLast seen during the bloody battle at Stonewatch Keep, Corporal Keeshan was reported to have been dragged away by Blackrock Orcs.$B$BIt is believed that Corporal Keeshan is being held as a prisoner of war at the Blackrock encampment north of Lakeshire, just west of the pass leading to the Burning Steppes.$B$BBy mandate of Magistrate Solomon, anyone who aids in the recovery of Corporal Keeshan shall be rewarded by Marshal Marris.',0,11159),
(246,'I spent the next few weeks moving from place to place, never lingering for fear of the Riders.  I am now in the abandoned town of Raven\'s Hill, as always, hiding.  I cannot face whatever power they used against Sven\'s wife, and I know it searches Duskwood, even still, for the Scythe.  It is lost to me, and I thank the Light for this, for had I kept it I know I would have been found.  Even now, I know in my heart that I will be found.\n\nI\'m so tired.',0,1),
(247,'I spent the next few weeks moving from place to place, never lingering for fear of the Riders.  I am now in the abandoned town of Raven\'s Hill, as always, hiding.  I cannot face whatever power they used against Sven\'s wife, and I know it searches Duskwood, even still, for the Scythe.  It is lost to me, and I thank the Light for this, for had I kept it I know I would have been found.  Even now, I know in my heart that I will be found. I\'m so tired. ',0,1),
(248,'Greetings, Master,\r\n\r\nForgive me for the method of sending this message.  My shadow mages in Alterac are intent on their tasks, forcing me to use a foreign messenger -- conscripted from our new \"allies\" -- to bring you this report.  But I have encrypted this letter with one of our most esoteric ciphers.  Its words are safe from these yokels.',257,1),
(249,'Valik, Guard the slave until our return. It\'s not safe to keep IT here any longer. We\'ll be moving it north, farther away from any possibility of being seen. They\'re animals, but brutal animals nonetheless--given enough of them, we\'d have reason to be concerned. Better to hide any signs that would provoke them altogether. The last thing we want to give them is a reason to rally and attack us in force. ',0,1),
(250,'A party from Defias headquarters will contact the Collector, after which he will transfer the gathered gold. Be sure this process is performed without fail and with utmost discretion.  The Collector is responsible for the transfer of gold, but ultimately it is the responsibility of each member of the Defias Brotherhood to ensure that his role is acted out with attention and discipline. ',251,1),
(251,'Remember, my brothers, we were once proud craftsmen.  We\'ll perform our current duties with the same precision we used in our past trade. -EVC ',0,1),
(252,'I fear my father made a grave error when he decided to remain and defend our home.  The forces of the Scourge rage through Tirisfal Glades, and although we are well fortified and well stocked, after the betrayal of my brother Devlin we lack the strength and numbers to withstand their continued assault. If you receive this letter, Yvette, then know that Devlin is a traitor. ',253,1),
(253,'Devlin despaired and sought an escape from our ill fortunes, and in doing so he made a pact with the Scourge.  I do not know what price was promised him for his betrayal, but I\'m sure it was laced with lies. If you see my brother, then flee from him.  He is a fiend.  A few nights ago he murdered two of our watchmen and let a small group of Scourge through the breach, leading them to where many more of us slept. ',254,1),
(254,'Their ambush was brutal.  They slew a third of us before we could take them down.  Now, we barely have enough men to watch our borders.  It is only a matter of time before our wearying guard drops and the Scourge attack. And although I saw Devlin\'s face amidst the desperate men and gaunt-faced Scourge on that cursed night, he slipped away before I could catch him.  He might be dead, or he might still live as an agent of the Scourge. Either way, he is a monster. ',255,1),
(255,'Devlin warned us that if we tried to face the Scourge, then we were doomed.  He told us this when they first entered Tirisfal Glades, well before they encircled our home.  Perhaps he was pleading with us to leave, or perhaps he was gloating. It was always hard to understand Devlin\'s motives.  Since he was a child, he was a mystery to us. ',256,1),
(256,'But he was right.  We are doomed.  The Agamand family line will end.  Although I still live, I know I will soon be dead. I am not afraid, and I do not regret remaining with my family.  But my last thoughts will be of you. Live on, my beloved Yvette, and I will find peace, -Thurman ',0,1),
(257,'Our plans progress well; as mentioned, we made an alliance with a group of humans who call themselves the Syndicate.  Its leaders were once the nobles of Alterac and they crave to once again hold sway here.\r\n\r\nAnd so they have struck a bargain with us.  A bargain they will regret.',258,1),
(258,'Today the Syndicate holds little power in these lands, but they know the area well and have assembled sufficient manpower for the tasks ahead.  With proper guiding I am confident that soon, the Syndicate will again rule Alterac.\r\n\r\nIn addition, we have urged the Syndicate to aim for the city of Stromgarde in the nearby Arathi Highlands.  The city is a battlefield between our forces, ogres and the humans of Stromgarde, but we feel that with careful tactics we will own this once great city.',259,1),
(259,'And when this is done, the next stage of our plan may begin.  With a nation of our own and a base of power in this region, we may then prepare the way for the Third Host.\r\n\r\nSoon, the Legion Lords will reward our works by raining fire from the skies once again!',315,1),
(260,'And when this is done, the next stage of our plan may begin.  With a nation of our own and a base of power in this region, we may then prepare the way for the Third Host. Soon, the Legion Lords will reward our works by raining fire from the skies once again! ',315,1),
(261,'Hillsbrad Town Registry We the people of Hillsbrad do solemny swear our faith and devotion to the Alliance maintained by the great monarchs, King Magni Bronzebeard of Ironforge and King Anduin Wrynn of Stormwind. Herein lies the town registry for purposes of governing this fair city in the foothills of the great Alterac Mountains as well as serving as a record of those who have paid their taxes to their Kings and to the great almighty Alliance. ',262,1),
(262,'Magistrate Rutherford Burnside All debts settled. Blacksmith Avery Verringtan All debts settled. Clerk Horrace Whitesteed All debts settled. Councilman Gillis All debts settled. Councilman Hooks All debts settled. Farmer Getz All debts settled. Farmer Ray Debt outstanding.  Payment in agricultural goods promised at time of harvest. Farmer Lyion Debt outstanding.  Evicted from the land. ',263,1),
(263,'Farmer Kalaba Debts outstanding.  Payment in agricultural goods promised at time of harvest. Citizen Wilkes All debts paid. Citizen Bonoan All debts paid. Miner Wellty Debt outstanding.  Payment due upon next deliver of ore from Azureload. Miner Sidney Debt outstanding.  Payment due upon next delivery of ore from Azureload. Miner Hackett Debt outstanding.  Payment due upon next delivery of ore from Azureload. ',265,1),
(265,'Miner Orwell Debt outstanding.  Payment due upon next delivery of ore from Azureload. Miner Fitzgerald Debt outstanding.  Payment due upon next delivery of ore from Azureload. Citizen Netherand All debts paid. Citizen May All debts paid. Foreman Bonds Debt outstanding.  Payment due upon next delivery of ore from Azureload. ',0,1),
(266,'Kegan Darkmar, leader of the small group of undead who came to us in search of asylum from their \"brethren,\" defies our common attitudes toward his kind.  His skin may be rotting and blood may have long stopped flowing through his veins, but he acts very nobly and seems to care more for his compatriots\' safety than his own.$B$BIndeed, there is a humanity within him that, I confess, I sometimes see lacking in the humans around me.',267,11159),
(267,'But why do I mention this?  I do so to give credence to what I am about to write, for these words came from Kegan\'s lips and it is my hope that my colleagues will, upon reading this journal, know why I believe what he said:$B$B\"Remnants of the Old Gods still linger in the deep hollows of the world.  New forces seek to harness that ancient power, and those who succeed will have a terrible weapon against their enemies.\"',268,11159),
(268,'That is what Kegan uttered as he handed his bloodstone pendant to me, and there was fear, and maybe reverence, in his eyes as he did so.  And as his hands met with mine they lingered, as if reluctant to give up the pendant.  Revulsion swept through me, yet to this day I know not if I reviled against his dead flesh pressed to mine, or if the pendant itself made my skin crawl.$B$BFor I felt a power within it.  A deep, hidden, hungry power.  And one yearning for release.',269,11159),
(269,'Although my colleagues in Dalaran were cautious to study the bloodstones that Kegan and his followers brought with them, instead quarantining the four refugees and leaving the bloodstones on their persons, the sincerity of Kegan obliged me to study his bloodstone pendant.',270,11159),
(270,'My hopes were to verify for my colleagues that this type of stone did possess magical properties, and if we wizards of Dalaran did not wish to exploit the power of bloodstones, we should at the least learn their properties, since our foes may one day use them against us.$B$BAnd so my studies began.',271,11159),
(271,'I started my tests with the assumption that bloodstone was a type of rock, like quartz or obsidian.  So I began a series of procedures to determine: what minerals were contained within bloodstone, what forces were applied to produce its color and hardness, and other properties common to rocks and ore.  But the bloodstone pendant, to my frustration, did not react to my procedures as would normal ore.',272,11159),
(272,'In fact, it often acted in precisely the opposite fashion as expected!  It was almost as if the pendant was deliberately fouling my experiments.$B$BLike it was thinking, and alive.$B$BAngered but not discouraged, I switched from assuming the pendant was an inert piece of rock, to assuming it was a living thing.  $B$BBut again, I failed.',273,11159),
(273,'None of my new tests brought to light any revelations of the origin of bloodstone.  At the time the only riddle I solved was that bloodstone was neither living, nor dead!$B$BBut it was then, at the brink of failure, that a breakthrough was made.  My latest test involved a glass beaker whose brim was chipped, leaving a small, jagged space along its edge.  When the test was over, again revealing nothing, I went to clean my worktable and cut myself on the beaker.',274,11159),
(274,'The cut was not deep but nevertheless bled fiercely.  Before I could wrap my injured finger in a bandage, a good deal of my blood had spilled on my worktable.$B$BAnd as I was cleaning up this new mess, I noticed the strangest thing...',275,11159),
(275,'The blood that had spilled near the bloodstone pendant was slowly moving toward the piece of jewelry, as if gravity had somehow bent itself toward the bloodstone.  The blood that touched the pendant seemed to disappear, and the red color of the stone deepened as it drank more of my blood.',276,11159),
(276,'After seeing this my head grew light, perhaps from my recent injury (though I did not believe I had lost that much blood) or perhaps because I had finally, after so much frustration, uncovered one of the bloodstone\'s properties.  I reached behind me for my work stool and sat down, pondering.  Thoughts and questions raced through my head, dizzying and threatening to topple me.  $B$BDoes bloodstone drink blood?  Does it crave blood?  Does it attract blood?',277,11159),
(277,'Or, is bloodstone made of blood?  And if so, then whose blood?  Mine?  The blood of any human?  Any animal?  $B$BOr maybe bloodstone is the blood of some unknown thing, the very thing that Kegan had both feared and revered when he handed me his pendant.$B$BThat is the question that must be answered.  It is the key.',278,11159),
(278,'Fire rekindled within me, I then dove back into my experiments.  This time I made no assumptions, methodically performing every test at my disposal.  This increased my required efforts tremendously, but I would be more likely to make discoveries.  $B$BAnd, although my lab here is small and I have no subordinates to spare to aid, I did find one more intriguing quality of bloodstone...',279,11159),
(279,'In addition to blood, there are elemental forces fused within the stone.  Fire, water, thunder and rock are mixed with the blood (but again, the blood of what?), and although this mixture is outwardly inert, all these forces seem to rage inwardly against each other.  So many more questions were then raised about this amazing, and foreboding material.',280,11159),
(280,'But to answer those questions, more studies and experiments must be performed on the pendant, and I fear that the Lordamere Interment Camp cannot marshal the manpower nor the equipment for the task.  So I sent the bloodstone pendant with a courier to Dalaran with specific instructions on how to test it, so they may avoid my earlier frustrations.',281,11159),
(281,'As I waited for the results of these tests, I spent my time speaking to Kegan.  Although I constantly pressed him for what he knew about bloodstones, he never told me more than what he said the day he gave me his pendant.  And he did not often speak of his time within the fold of what he called \"the Forsaken,\" which is the name he calls his clan of undead.',282,11159),
(282,'But Kegan was very eager to speak on other subjects, particularly his time growing up in Lordaeron before its fall.  $B$BHe still holds much love for that lost kingdom, even though it is now ruined, and dead.$B$BMy growing fondness for Kegan gave me patience as I waited for my test results.',283,11159),
(283,'But after weeks of no news my patience faltered, and upon further inquires to Dalaran I learned that the bloodstone never reached my colleagues.  My courier was somehow lost on the way, and the bloodstone pendant was lost with him!$B$BThis is grave news, for although Kegan and his followers still have bloodstone specimens with which we may experiment, I fear the pendant may fall into unsavory hands.',284,11159),
(284,'I have sent another messenger to Dalaran, and hear that even now they are scouring for the pendant, in the ruins outside our protective sphere.$B$BI only hope we\'re not too late.',0,11159),
(285,'Tale of Gri\'lek the Wanderer [...The beginnings of the tablet were worn and erased.  But the end was legible...] Gri\'lek stamped through the jungle.  And his eyes burned and his chest rumbled, for there was great anger in him. In fury he roared to the sky, and he raised his arm.  He raised his left arm, grown strong and sure from hunting without its twin. For Gri\'lek\'s right arm was gone, and it would not return. ',387,1),
(286,'LEGENDS OF THE TROLLS, VOLUME III Stone of the Tides By the hand of Archmage Ansirem Runeweaver Dalaran INTRODUCTION The ancient Gurubashi Empire was a source of many fascinating and intriguing legends that can be no doubt traced to their environs, as examinations of their belief systems and societal practices have pointed to a great reverence for their natural surroundings. While I have delved into many ',293,1),
(287,'Kurdran Wildhammer$B$BRenowned Dragon Fighter. Gryphon Master of the Aerie Peak. Commander of the Gryphon Rider Division attached to the Alliance Expedition that marched into the orc homeworld of Draenor. Presumed deceased.$B$BWe will hear Sky-Ree\'s calls upon the winds. We will hear your hammer thunder across the mountaintops. Ride hard into the hereafter, brother. The halls of our ancestors await you.$B$B- High Thane Falstad Wildhammer',0,12340),
(288,'Ranger Captain Alleria Windrunner$B$BRenowned Troll Hunter of Quel\'Thalas. Lead Scout and Intelligence Agent for the Alliance Expedition that marched into the orc homeworld of Draenor. Presumed deceased.$B$BYour heart flew straight as any arrow upon the wind, sister. You were the brightest of our Order. You were the most beloved of our kin.$B$B- Sylvanas Windrunner - Ranger General of Quel\'Thalas',0,12340),
(289,'Archmage Khadgar of the Kirin Tor$B$BFormer apprentice of Medivh. Supreme Commander of the Alliance Expedition that marched into the orc homeworld of Draenor. Presumed deceased.$B$BNever did one so selflessly delve into the dark heart of magic and warfare. We wish you well, bold wanderer. Wherever you are.$B$B- Antonidas - Archmage of Dalaran',0,12340),
(290,'General Turalyon$B$BFormer Lieutenant to Lord Anduin Lothar. Knight of the Silver Hand. High General of the Alliance Expedition that marched into the orc homeworld of Draenor. Presumed deceased.$B$BEsarus thar no\'Darador\' - By Blood and Honor We Serve.$BYou were the right hand of justice and virtue, old friend. Your name will be honored in our halls always.$B$B- Lord Uther the Lightbringer - Knight of the Silver Hand',0,11403),
(291,'Danath Trollbane$B$BMilitia Commander of Stromgarde.Tactical Advisor to General Turalyon, Force Commander of the Alliance Expedition that marched into the orc homeworld of Draenor. Presumed deceased.$B$BWe honor your memory, nephew, and your sacrifice. Since the founding of our glorious empire, the path to valor has always been drenched with the blood of heroes.$B$B- Thoras Trollbane, Lord of Stromgarde',0,12340),
(292,'Here lies Uther the Lightbringer$BFirst Paladin - Founder of the Order of the Silver Hand$B$BUther lived and died to defend the kingdom of Lordaeron. Though he was betrayed by his most beloved student, we believe that his spirit lives on. He continues to watch over us, even as the shadows close in around our ruined land. His light is the light of all humanity - and so long as we honor his example, it shall never fade. $B									- Anonymous',0,12340),
(293,'aspects of their snake-worship in previous volumes of this study, I put forth here an examination of the trolls\' interesting and unique relationship with the sea. THE GREAT SEA The Gurubashi Empire was surrounded on three sides by the sea, so it comes as little surprise that water would figure prominently as an aspect of their society. While the trolls were able to roam and control the large areas of their jungle empire, the sea eluded them. It was vast and immeasurable, no ',294,1),
(294,'doubt a disconcerting neighbor for the powerful trolls. It should be noted here that recent discoveries seem to suggest that the trolls had little interest in exploring the lands beyond the Great Sea. While troll species have been encountered along the length and breadth of Azeroth, Khaz Modan and Lordaeron, little evidence of their civilization has been found in the newly discovered lands of Kalimdor or upon the islands in the South Seas. Whether this demonstrates an unwillingness of ',295,1),
(295,'the trolls to venture away from their terrestrial holdings or a failure on their part to develop the technologies needed to make such a journey will take further research and analysis that is out of the scope of my writings here. But one can hardly ignore so large a presence, and new findings in the extensive troll ruins of Stranglethorn Vale show an aspect of their relationship with the sea previously unknown and undocumented. THE STONE OF THE TIDES Recent discoveries during surveys ',296,1),
(296,'of the troll ruins of Stranglethorn Vale have shown references to an object known as the \"Stone of the Tides\". Various fragments of troll legends can be pieced together to paint a rather complete picture of the Stone and its importance to the ancient Gurubashi Empire. It appears that the Stone of the Tides allowed its bearer to control water in its many forms, rivers, rain, and the tides. Because of the stories related to use of the Stone of the Tides, I have conjectured that it is ',297,1),
(297,'actually a physical manifestation of the powers of the Waterlord, a powerful elemental of the seas. How and why such an object would leave the Waterlord\'s control and fall into the hands of the trolls is another question that is beyond the scope of my knowledge. THE TIDEBEARER Like the movements of the eponymous tides, the Stone of the Tides entered the world of the trolls and departed, never constantly staying in the trolls\' hands for longer than a generation at a time. ',298,1),
(298,'In troll legends, it is said that the first time the Stone of the Tides came to the Gurubashi Empire, it was found by a troll warrior wandering along the coast of Stranglethorn. He came upon a mysterious blue stone within which milky white strands floated and flowed. Intrigued by the stone, the warrior took it with him and continued upon his journey. Over the weeks and months, the warrior discovered that the stone had given him control over water. He could summon forth ',299,1),
(299,'water elementals, creatures formed completely of water--duplicating a feat that only powerful mages of the Kirin Tor are able to perform. The warrior traveled to Zul\'Gurub, to the heart of the empire, to show his newfound abilities to the Emperor. He easily gained a court audience after demonstrating his powers in the center of the Imperial capital. His powers easily amazed the Gurubashi Emperor, who immediately gave him a place of honor at court, naming the warrior \"Tidebearer\", leaving his ',300,1),
(300,'old name behind. For years, the Tidebearer served the Gurubashi Empire, summoning his thrall water elementals in battle and manipulating the flow of water in Stranglethorn Vale for the benefit of the Empire. But as the years went on, the Tidebearer became more reclusive, tending to stay for long periods of time away from court. The Tidebearer was hiding a secret from the prying eyes of court. The abilities granted to him by the Stone of the Tides also came with a curse. As the years ',301,1),
(301,'passed, the Tidebearer was fading away. With each coming and going of the tides, the Tidebearer became less of himself, losing his corporeal form--pulsing in and out of existence--until in his dying days, he traveled to the beach where he had first found the Stone, and walked into the sea, disappearing for the last time. Generations later, the Stone of the Tides washed upon the shores of Stranglethorn, and another Tidebearer was chosen, as the troll brought the Stone to ',302,1),
(302,'Zul\'Gurub. So the process continued for generations, the Stone appearing with the tide, and the Tidebearer leaving into the tide. Modern day accounts of the Stone of the Tides have appeared from place to place, but one must still wonder why an object of such power would appear with such regularity, and by whose design. ',0,1),
(303,'Bloodsail Orders\n\nPay attention to these here words closely, me hearties, for we only got one shot at Booty Bay.\n\nI\'ve sent Ol\' Dunken scouting to the north and told him to wait for the signal.\n\nThe Damsel\'s Luck will drop anchor off the southern cape for purposes of supply.  Captain Stillwater, the little shorty, is to have his crew prepare to haul up all the plundered loot.  I\'m sure Brutus, that blockhead, will be on top of things.',306,1),
(305,'Bloodsail Orders Pay attention to these here words closely, me hearties, for we only got one shot at Booty Bay. I\'ve sent Ol\' Dunken scouting to the north and told him to wait for the signal. The Damsel\'s Luck will drop anchor off the southern cape for purposes of supply.  Captain Stillwater, the little shorty, is to have his crew prepare to haul up all the plundered loot.  I\'m sure Brutus, that blockhead, will be on top of things. ',306,1),
(306,'I want Captain Keelhaul to bring The Riptide up to shore from the southeast.  We\'ll send his crew in on foot when the signal is given.  \n\nThat big lug, Salthoof, can take the men in swinging.  I want the black spot placed on Revilgaz and Seahorn.  Send \'em right to the bottom of the sea for all I care.\n\nYou blokes are responsible for salvaging anything that might be of use for our little project with VanCleef in the Deadmines.',307,1),
(307,'I\'ll give the order for Ironpatch to fire the guns.  The artillery barrage  will keep any Blackwater ships from leaving or entering the port.\n\nAfter The Crimson Veil has unloaded her guns, I\'ll bring her alongside The Riptide for support and provide reserves as needed.\n\nOnce Salthoof and his boys have fired the town and all hands are on deck, we set sail and give the Bay one more shelling from the Savage Coast for good measure.\n\n--Fleet-Master Firallon',0,1),
(308,'Fleeing from the Zanzil in that rotting boat seemed wise at the time, but I start to think death would have been a more suitable fate.$B$BI thought my ancestors had granted me a boon by allowing me to escape their wrath. But now I wonder what wisdom I shall gain if I live through my imprisonment.',0,11403),
(309,'That beast that reigns over this island is terribly powerful indeed. The other creatures here cower before him: Skyman and Jaguero alike. Even now I can hear his roars and they cause me to flinch.$B$BThese creatures will surely stop any who come to the island. I must have faith in my ancestors.',0,11403),
(310,'I miss my tribe, and my home. I would gladly welcome the wind on the open plains or the sunset over Thunder Bluff to the heat of this jungle.$B$BI can see the ocean water not far from me, but it does nothing to cool my body or my temper. It only reminds me of my imprisonment.',0,11403),
(311,'Day 1: 6am to 11am - upper camp 11am to 11:30 am- break, lunch 11:30am to 4:00pm - canyon pass 4:00pm to 7:30pm - upper camp Day 2: Same schedule as day 1 Day 3: Same schedule Day 4: Same schedule, with one exception.  Just before sunset, Thorsen had me cover for him as he crept down the canyon pass.  I assumed he went to meet with our agents. But he returned an hour later.  This surprised me.  I had hoped he met with our agents and would rejoin Kurzen.  Something is wrong. ',312,1),
(312,'Day 5: Thorsen was very agitated today.  Whatever he saw or whomever he met during his excursion yesterday must have scared him. I assumed our agents spoke with him, but when I asked Thorsen where he went while I covered for him, he remained quiet.  He believes I am his friend, and he believes he is protecting me from a dangerous secret. His loyalties are misplaced, but they are strong.  When he rejoins us, he will be a valuable addition to Kurzen\'s forces. ',313,1),
(313,'Day 6: Early in the morning, Thorsen spoke at length with Sergeant Yohwa.  I had to pretend I still slept and so was unable to move within earshot.  But I assume they spoke of Thorsen\'s earlier excursion. I watched him closely at lunch and noticed Yohwa doing the same.  Later, Doren summoned Thorsen.  The three of them share a secret.  Doren and Yohwa must know that Thorsen is meeting with your agents. He is spying for the rebels. ',314,1),
(314,'We must give Thorsen no more intelligence, and we must kill him.  He is of no more use to our Colonel. I will put an end to Thorsen if given the opportunity, but if you receive this letter then you will know I have not yet had the chance. In which case, I suggest Thorsen\'s next meeting with our agents is a fatal one. Hail Kurzen, -M ',0,1),
(315,'The Council was wise to appoint you head of the Argus Wake, marshal of their strategies in the land of humans and dwarves.  And I am honored to serve as the hand of your will in Alterac.\r\n\r\nIn Sargeras\' Name,\r\n	\r\nNagaz, \r\nArgus Heirophant',0,1),
(316,'Bumbling fools!$B$BMy plans called for both bridges to be destroyed simultaneously.  And what do you simple-minded thugs do?  You only get half the job done and alert the entire Alliance as to our intentions.  Fools I say!$B$BYou have one chance to make amends for your actions.  We have a backup cache of explosives in Arathi Highlands, not far from the bridge.  $B$BFinish the job if you value your measly lives!$B$B--Kam Deepfury',0,11723),
(317,'Dun Modr of the Wetlands$B$BMy Dear Sara,$B$BThe indications are very strong that we shall move to take watch over the Thandol Span in a few days. Lest I shall not be able to write to you again. I feel impelled to write a few lines that may fall under your eye when I shall be no more.',318,1),
(318,'Our assignment may be one of a few days duration and full of pleasure, and it may be one of severe conflict and death to me. If it is necessary that I should fall on the battlefield for the Alliance, I am ready.$B$BI have no misgivings about or lack of confidence in the cause in which I am engaged and my courage does not halt or falter.',319,1),
(319,'I know how strongly the Kingdom of Ironforge leans on the triumph of the Alliance, and how great a debt we owe to those who went before us through the blood and suffering of the Great Wars, and I am willing, perfectly willing to lay down all my joys in this life to help maintain this Alliance and to pay that debt.',320,1),
(320,'Sara, my love for you is deathless, it seems to bind me in mighty cables that nothing but Omnipotence could break and my love of Kingdom comes over me like a strong wind and bears me irresistibly on with all these chains to the battlefield.',321,1),
(321,'The memories of all the blissful moments I have spent with you come creeping over me and I feel most deeply grateful to the Light and you that I have enjoyed them so long and how hard it is for me to give them up and burn to ashes the hopes of future years when we might still have lived and loved together and seen our sons grow up to honorable dwarfhood around us.',322,1),
(322,'I know I have but few and small claims upon Divine Providence but something whispers to me - perhaps it is the wafted prayer of my little Edgar - that I shall return to my loved ones unharmed. If I do not my dear Sara never forget how much I love you and when my last breath escapes me on the battlefield I shall whisper your name.$B$BForgive my many faults and the many pains I have caused you, how thoughtless, how foolish I have often times been.',323,1),
(323,'How gladly would I wash out with my tears every little spot upon your happiness and struggle with all the misfortunes of this world to shield you and my dear children from harm.$B$BBut I cannot.$B$BI must watch you from the twisting nether and hover near you while you buffet the storms with your precious little freight and wait with sad patience till we meet to part no more.',332,1),
(324,'Rising from the ocean, a tower of water, Neptulon sent the great Krakken to doomed I\'lalai. So huge were their forms that jungles of kelp swayed through their limbs, and leviathans swam through bodies.$B$BThe largest Krakken then raised his arms high and crashed them into the sea, sending waves about him. And they raged toward I\'lalai.',325,1),
(325,'The Krakken roared, and their voices thundered like an ocean storm:$B$B\"We come.\"$B$BMin\'loth, standing firm, called forth his magic. The waves sent to I\'lalia parted and washed to both sides, and they flooded the jungle beyond. Min\'loth then bade his minions chant spells of binding, and a din rang out as dozens of troll voices rose.$B$BAnd one voice rose above the rest.',326,1),
(326,'Min\'loth bellowed and his magic gathered the power of his minion\'s spells, and he cast it at the approaching Krakken.$B$BThe seas parted and Min\'loth\'s spell sped toward the servants of Neptulon. Lightning tore the sky and the spell struck them, and a thousand bolts fell, boiling water and burning craters in the earth.$B$BMin\'loth cried in triumph, knowing his spell would fell the great beasts.',327,1),
(327,'But the Krakken are old, very old. They remembered when the land was first born from the sea.$B$BThey remembered when the Old Ones ruled and when the Travelers came and cast them down. They remembered when magic was new.$B$BThey are old and they hold many secrets. And though Min\'loth\'s spell was strong, it, like the troll, was mortal.$B$BAnd so it failed.',328,1),
(328,'If failed to bind the Krakken, but it enraged them. Not in aeons had a mortal caused them pain, and the troll\'s spell was painful.$B$BAnd so they shed the bindings of Minloth\'s spell, but then roared and stuck with fury.$B$BA rumble was heard as great waves rose from the deep and raced toward the land. When they reached I\'lalai they cast a shadow on the city.$B$BBut before they destroyed it the Krakken halted, poised.',329,1),
(329,'The troll witchdoctors trembled and cried out to their master. Min\'loth gazed at the mountains of the sea, doomed and defiant. He turned to his adepts and whispered, and the trolls etched his last words into stone.  Min\'loth then faced the looming Krakken.$B$BHe grimaced and hurled his staff, his last bold act.$B$BThe Krakken then bent their fury upon Min\'loth, and an ocean fell upon I\'lalai.$B$BAnd it was no more.',330,1),
(330,'And then the waters fell upon the jungle, washing clean all they met. Trolls and beasts cried out as the waters smashed and drowned them.$B$BMany Gurubashi wondered why the ocean swallowed them, but then they died and knew nothing.$B$BAnd finally, when the waters reached the mountains, they stopped. Appeased, they retreated back beyond the shores, and they left a wake of death.$B$BThey retreated, but they surged around I\'lalai and remained, drowning it forever.',331,1),
(331,'And the chief Var\'gazul, safe behind the mountains in Zul\'Gurub, went out to the jungle and found it washed clean of his people.$B$BAnd he despaired, for his dreams of conquest were thwarted.$B$BAnd never was Min\'loth the Serpent found.',0,1),
(332,'But Oh Sara if the dead can come back to Azeroth and flit unseen around those they love, I shall always be near you in the gladdest day and in the darkest night amidst your happiest scenes and gloomiest hours always, always and if there be a soft breeze upon your cheeks it shall be my breath, as the cool air fans your throbbing temple, it shall be my spirit passing by.$B$BSara, do not mourn me dead, think I am gone and wait for thee, for we shall meet again.$B$B--Sully',0,1),
(333,'To My Honorable King:$B$B\'Tis not the place of a lowly soldier\'s wife to question the actions of great leaders such as yourself. The battles that rage across our lands are being fought to preserve the great life we know and love, from the cool waters of Loch Modan to the brisk, snow-capped peaks of Dun Morogh.',334,1),
(334,'But the wars we wage in the name of preservation are to come at what cost? Upon the death of which fallen soldier do we realize that the very life we strive to save is slipping from us on the battlefield?$B$BUnder how many swords and axes must we throw our future? Under how many feet of sodden soil must we bury our past?',335,1),
(335,'It is not the place of the lowly soldier\'s wife to ask such questions.$B$BYet I write to you now as the lowly soldier\'s widow. My husband might have been one soldier in the ranks of thousands to you. To me he was the great Sully Balloo, father of my children and my one partner in this life.$B$BForgive me if my questions to you, oh great leader, ring inappropriate. But the dead cannot ask these questions for themselves....$B$BYour Loyal Subject,$BSara Balloo',0,1),
(336,'To the Schneiders, Good day.  I trust business in the canal district is good.  We are booming here in the trader\'s square. We are in need of knitted cloth goods, as our supply is all but depleted.  Please send the standard load as soon as you are able. Good fortune, and I hope your son Thurman\'s studies progress well, --Harlan Bagley ',0,1),
(337,'Official Orders For The Kul Tiras Fleet\n\nI, Admiral Proudmoore, shall lead the first landing upon the shores of Kalimdor.\n\nLieutenant Benedict will be second in command in my absence. All domestic Kul Tiras military matters will be handled by him. If I do not send word from Tiragarde Keep within 12 months time, Lieutenant Benedict will lead the second wave to hold the location.',338,1),
(338,'Meanwhile, I am sending Lieutenant Alverold on an exploratory mission around the continent of Kalimdor. His forces are to complete their mission and then join our forces at Tiragarde Keep.\n\nIt is anticipated that Lieutenant Alverold\'s mission will last quite some time. The new land seems vast and dangerous. But should any misfortune befall myself or Benedict, Alverold\'s troops will retake the Keep.\n\nWe will send wave after wave until that stronghold is ours!\n\n--Admiral Proudmoore',0,1),
(339,'Meanwhile, I am sending Lieutenant Alverold on an exploratory mission around the continent of Kalimdor. His forces are to complete their mission and then join our forces at Tiragarde Keep. It is anticipated that Lieutenant Alverold\'s mission will last quite some time. The new land seems vast and dangerous. But should any misfortune befall myself or Benedict, Alverold\'s troops will retake the Keep. We will send wave after wave until that stronghold is ours! --Admiral Proudmoore ',0,1),
(340,'<HTML>\n<BODY>\n<H1>Horde Conscription Registration</H1>\n<BR></BR>\n<P>This person has demonstrated incredible feats of strength and skill in the name of the Horde. They should immediately be assigned to work in the Crossroads.</P>\n<BR></BR>\n<BR></BR>\n<P>Respectfully yours:</P>\n<BR></BR>\n<BR></BR>\n<BR></BR>\n<BR></BR>\n<P>Looks good to me.<BR></BR>\n- Takrin Pathseeker</P>\n</BODY>\n</HTML>',0,12340),
(341,'<HTML>\n<BODY>\n<H1>Horde Conscription Registration</H1>\n<BR></BR>\n<P>This person has demonstrated incredible feats of strength and skill in the name of the Horde. They should immediately be assigned to work in the Crossroads.</P>\n<BR></BR>\n<BR></BR>\n<P>Respectfully yours:\n<BR></BR>- Kargal Battlescar</P>\n<BR></BR>\n<BR></BR>\n<BR></BR>\n<P>Looks good to me.<BR></BR>\n- Takrin Pathseeker</P>\n</BODY>\n</HTML>',0,12340),
(342,'The Excavation of Bael Modan\n\nThe original survey crew sent by the Explorers\' League was indeed correct in their findings. The ground here holds artifacts of unlimited value to our people. No doubt we will find many answers in our quest for knowledge beneath the sand and rock of Bael Modan.\n\nThe geology of the region dictates we use extreme measures however. Many of the sand deposits have solidified under the harsh conditions and varying climate.',343,1),
(343,'The solution is quite simple however. Using wood pulp as an absorbent, we can combine traces of nitroglycerin with sodium nitrate to develop a strong blasting charge, capable of breaking through even the most dense masses.\n\nThe work will be noisy and disruptive but our search is of far greater importance than the comfort of the local inhabitants. In fact, we\'ve already had to drive a band of bull-men out of the area who were proving to be a nuisance.',344,1),
(344,'The fact that we are dealing with various rogue elements out here leads me to believe we will need support from the King\'s Army. Not only will the excavation require military support, it would seem to my novice eye that the location of Bael Modan might be of strategic value to the Alliance considering the volatility of world politics in their current state.\n\nAlas, I have digressed. There is much work to be done beneath the rock. I have spent too much time writing and not enough digging...',0,1),
(349,'The fact that we are dealing with various rogue elements out here leads me to believe we will need support from the King\'s Army. Not only will the excavation require military support, it would seem to my novice eye that the location of Bael Modan might be of strategic value to the Alliance considering the volatility of world politics in their current state. Alas, I have digressed. There is much work to be done beneath the rock. I have spent too much time writing and not enough digging... ',0,1),
(350,'The samophlange control console can be used to automatically regulate the flow of fuels, gasses, liquids, and related machinery. Once initial configuration has been completed, it should run worry free with minor maintenance.$B$BBrief listing of control console components (from left to right)$B$BI. Main Power Lever$B$BThe engaged position enables the samophlange. The control mechanism will not automatically disengage when the lever is put in the off position. This will merely',355,12340),
(351,'The samophlange control console can be used to autmoatically regulate the flow of fuels, gasses, liquids, and related machinery. Once initial configuration has been completed, it should run worry free with minor maintenance. Brief listing of control console components (from left to right) I. Main Power Lever The engaged position enables the samophlange. The control mechanism will not automatically disengage when the lever is put in the off position. This will merely ',355,1),
(352,'Supervisor Fizsprocket, please find enclosed a list of the equipment you have requisitioned, approved by President Razdunk. He has asked me to remind and to emphasize to you of the Venture Company\'s vested interest in setting up operations throughout Kalimdor. Our drilling and mining outposts in the Barrens have proven profitable and efficient, but we still await sufficient production numbers from Mulgore, your jurisdiction. The advisory board understands the difficulties in establishing ',353,1),
(353,'a large scale operation so close to the tauren homeland, but do not feel that they pose a large impediment to our overall business plan in the area. We are pleased to hear that mining has begun in the mineral rich plains of Mulgore. Because of this the board has approved your equipment request. In addition to mining, we feel that Mulgore also has much to offer in the way of lumber, thus you will also be provided with several of our newest model shredders and raw materials to construct a ',354,1),
(354,'mill. ',0,1),
(355,'begin the cooldown process, at which point it will take roughly one to two minutes (depending on the situation) to turn off.$B$BIMPORTANT NOTE: The main power lever can only be manipulated when the three control valves on the actual machinery have been disengaged. These valves can be shut off in any order.$B$BThe first is the MAIN CONTROL VALVE, which can be found at the base of the large, vertical smokestack. Next, the FUEL CONTROL VALVE can be found on the large pipe which leads ',356,12340),
(356,'from the fuel tanks (there should be three of them) to the smokestack. Finally, the REGULATOR VALVE can be found on the lower of the two large, cylindrical tanks that flow into the smokestack.$B$BII. Fuel Gauges$B$BDisplays the current pressure in the primary, secondary, and tertiary fuel tanks.$B$BIII. Flow Gauge$B$BDisplays the current rate of flow within the system.$B',357,12340),
(357,'IV. Flow Controls$B$BIncrease or decrease the flow rates. This is automatically controlled by the samophlange control mechanism.$B$BV. Temperature Gauge$B$BDisplays the operating temperature of the system in general.',0,12340),
(358,'Long had the children of the stars dwelled upon the banks of the shimmering waters of the Eternal Well. To all was known that Elune, light of the eternal twilight, aspect and goddess of the moon, dwelt within its waters at such time that she rested from her works. Upon the shores of the Well did the children of the stars, favored of Elune, build their homes, even as their gaze was trained ever skyward, into the moonlit night.$B$BThough there were many towns and places of habitation constructed',364,11723),
(359,'The earth trembled as the ancient trees in the enchanted forest were uprooted and toppled. The groves and glades tended by the sons and daughters of Cenarius and the stone towers of the children of the stars were brought to the rolling ground. There was our queen, radiant even in the desperation, in the chaos that was the battles. The enchanted sky changed colors with the discharge of magic, with the explosions that threatened to tear the world asunder.$B$BBrother fought brother. Chosen fought',366,11723),
(360,'The earth trembled as the ancient trees in the enchanted forest were uprooted and toppled. The groves and glades tended by the sons and daughters of Cenarius and the stone towers of the children of the stars were brought to the rolling ground. There was our queen, radiant even in the desperation, in the chaos that was the battles. The enchanted sky changed colors with the discharge of magic, with the explosions that threatened to tear the world asunder. Brother fought brother. Chosen fought ',366,1),
(361,'Master Delgren,$B$BIt is as you feared. Your theory about the Tower of Althalaxx has proven true. A cult has gathered at the tower with many warlocks amongst their number, including even a foul satyr. They call themselves the Cult of the Dark Strand. I cannot imagine what vile purpose brings them together, but it worries me.$B$BPlease forgive the terseness in which I have composed this missive, but danger lurks in the forest around me, and I can spare few words to describing the situation. I',437,11723),
(363,'Master Delgren, It is as you feared. Your theory about the Tower of Althalaxx has proven true. A cult has gathered at the tower with many warlocks amongst their number, including even a foul satyr. They call themselves the Cult of the Dark Strand. I cannot imagine what vile purpose brings them together, but it worries me. Please forgive the terseness in which I have composed this missive, but danger lurks in the forest around me, and I can spare few words to describing the situation. I ',437,1),
(364,'upon the lakeshore, Ameth\'Aran and Bashal\'Aran were the foremost, having the touch of Azshara, the Kaldorei\'s beloved queen, in their creation. Her favored servitors, those of the Highborne, she brought to the twin towns to reside, and to govern them she placed Athrikus Narassin, though it would be that he would spend most of his days in his Tower of Althalaxx, some ways removed of the towns.$B$BHis second, a mage known of his prowess in the arcane arts as much as with his physical abilities,',365,11723),
(365,'was Asterion, who lived among the people of Bashal\'Aran, and went many times to Ameth\'Aran, to see to the needs and wants of its people.$B$BAnd so it was, upon the shores of the Well of Eternity, the twin towns grew and prospered, while the world beneath the stars fell slowly to madness.',0,11723),
(366,'blessed. It was not all the Highborne that fought. Some stood, transfixed, as the madness took them. Mighty cities and humble towns alike were felled around them.$B$BIn Ameth\'Aran, all was in ruins, its people clinging to the ground as though that might spare them from the destruction. It was then that Athrikus Narassin, favored of Azshara appeared to guide them to safety.$B$BWith a spell he could protect them, he would say. While around them, brother and sister, father and mother perished,',367,11723),
(367,'they would have life eternal, and have naught to fear from the Sundering that was to come...',0,11723),
(371,'they would have life eternal, and have naught to fear from the Sundering that was to come... ',0,1),
(372,'The Star of Xil\'yeh$B$BGrel\'borg the Miser has the Star.  He is a greedy ogre who spends his days in the Alterac Mountains, in the Ruins of Alterac, searching for baubles.  Most of his collection is useless, but one item, the Star of Xil\'yeh, has valuable properties.',373,11723),
(373,'The Hand of Dagun$B  $BAncient texts claim that claws of Dagun excrete a poison that does not kill his prey, but mutates it into something else -- a member of the old races.  Its value to us is unquestioned.$B$BDagun lives in the deep sea, but is regularly enticed to the surface by a tribe of Mirefin Murlocs in Dustwallow Marsh.  Their oracles summon him with an enchanted sea kelp.  If you kill enough oracles you\'ll find the kelp.  Then place it on the Murloc altar, and Dagun will come.',374,11723),
(374,'The Legacy Heart$B$BMogh the Undying is a troll witchdoctor in Stranglethorn.  And he posseses the Legacy Heart, said to stave off death to those who can unlock its secrets.  You will find Mogh in the Ruins of Zul\'Mamwe.  Defeat him, if you can, and bring me the Legacy Heart.',375,11723),
(375,'Bring me these three items, the Star, and Hand and the Heart, and Yagyin\'s Digest will be yours.$B$B-G.B.',0,11723),
(376,'The Star of Xil\'yeh\r\n  \r\nAn ogre in Alterac, Grel\'borg the Miser, was the last known owner of this gem, whispered to empower its owner with the ability to commune with other worlds.  Sources tell us Grelborg wanders the Ruins of Alterac in the Alterac Mountains, searching the rubble and debris for more relics.',377,1),
(377,'The Hand of Dagun\r\n  \r\nDagun is a creature of the deep waters, worshipped by Murlocs in Dustwallow Marsh.  They entice him to the surface with a special sea kelp, enchanted by their shamans.  Hunt the Murlocs, gather their enchanted kelp, then place it on the Murloc\'s altar.  Dagun will come, and you will be waiting.\r\n\r\nI want that hand.',378,1),
(378,'The Legacy Heart\r\n\r\nOld texts say that he who posseses the Legacy Heart fears not the grave.  Perhaps this is true, for the owner of the heart, the troll Mogh, is known as Mogh the Undying.  A witchdoctor of the Skullsplitter tribe, Mogh dwells in Stranglethorn in the Ruins of Zul\'Mamwe.',379,1),
(379,'Bring me these items, the Star, the Hand and the Heart, and I will give you a copy of the Yagyin Digest.\r\n\r\n-The Keeper',0,1),
(380,'Deathstalker Mission Report Agents: Rane Yorick, Quinn Yorick, Erland McKree Primary mission: perform reconnaissance through northern silverpine, and determine threat levels of wildlife and Scourge. ',381,1),
(381,'Agents commenced sweep, finding significant worg presence.  Recommend hunting squads dispatched to reduce this threat. Undead gnolls were found at the farm steading dubbed The Dead Field.  Their purpose at the farm is not known, though their movements and level of readiness suggest imminent military action.  In the time they were observed, no notable leaders were found among the gnolls.  It is assumed they await the arrival of leadership or reinforcements. ',382,1),
(382,'Continuing the sweep, our agents were detained at Ivar\'s farm.  Ivar, most of his family and his workers had succumbed to the Scourge and become its minions. Our agents were attacked and although successful in defeating their ambushers, they sustained serious injuries, particularly agent Quinn. ',383,1),
(383,'A defensive position was taken in Ivar\'s old house, and while Rane kept watch for future attacks, Erland continued the reconnaissance mission. Erland was then pinned by Worgs in a northern orchard, only escaping with the aid of another Forsaken agent.  That agent is the bearer of this report. ',386,1),
(386,'It should be noted here that this report bearer was instrumental in not only the success of our mission, but also in the defeat of Ivar the Foul, the rescue of Erland, and the deliverance of this report. We extend our gratitude, and recommend that command acknowledges this individual with awards befitting such meritorious conduct as was displayed in the field. -Deathstalker Rane Yorick, Mission Leader ',0,1),
(387,'And so he wandered, and he searched.  And his arm remained lost to him.  And so he cursed and roared as he walked.\n\r\n\rBut Gri\'lek had long ago turned his ear away from the spirits, and they were angered and would not listen to his curses.\n\r\n\rDoomed was Gri\'lek.  Doomed to wander, armless.',0,1),
(393,'And so he wandered, and he searched.  And his arm remained lost to him.  And so he cursed and roared as he walked. But Gri\'lek had long ago turned his ear away from the spirits, and they were angered and would not listen to his curses. Doomed was Gri\'lek.  Doomed to wander, armless. ',0,1),
(394,'An evil force created these,$BHe sits on Dreadmist Peak at ease,$BHe laughs at thee and thy friend,$BHis elementals have no end,$B$BSoon you must confront this mage,$BFor only death will end his rage.',0,11723),
(395,'The Shrine of Mel\'Thandris \"May the light of Elune shine upon this vale eternal and illuminate the ways of the forest as it has for time immemorial.\" ',0,1),
(396,'Elune has granted my wishes. The lives of my fallen comrades will not be in vain, and I shall avenge their deaths using the Scythe of Elune. It is an ancient thing, a branch, twisted and gnarled of wood that could be older than even the Kaldorei.$B$BFor many hours I examined the tool that the goddess granted to me. It is no ordinary weapon, that is for certain, nor is it a simple magical implement. With it... it is as though the barriers of time and space are weakened.$B$BHolding the Scythe',397,11723),
(397,'in my hands, I received a vision of chaos. Wolf-men... the worgen... battled an incredible enemy. The worgen fought savagely, as fit their primitive race, but their enemy was unflinching: the Lords of the Emerald Flame.$B$BAnd that was when I realized the true power of the Scythe. By focusing on it, I became able to communicate with the worgen. It was not speech I used to contact them, however. It was something different... I could not describe it.$B$BWhat mattered was that the worgen heard',398,11723),
(398,'and understood me. By further channeling energy into the Scythe, the barriers weakened more, and I was able to draw worgen into our world. A score and half I was able to summon in my first attempt. They followed me into battle, and with their brutish strength at my command, we tore into the demons of Felwood.$B$BElune has granted my wishes. The forest will be cleansed.$B$B$BMay Elune\'s blessings be upon me until my work is done.',399,11723),
(399,'All goes well. I have summoned larger numbers of worgen to fight at my side. Though they are of simple mind, they have shown impressive ability to coordinate their attacks and function as a group.$B$BI have identified leaders in their packs. To them I have given command of small groups of warriors. We strike from many places in the forest at once, and my campaign against the demons is a fruitful one.$B$B$BMay Elune\'s blessings be upon me until my work is done.',400,11723),
(400,'A pack is lost. I sent the worgen to range through the forest and identify areas of demonic infestation, but they did not return. I begin to worry about the leaders that I have entrusted control to. They are of simple mind, and this small bit of authority I have given them, they stretch to the utmost. Am I losing control? Perhaps I shall cease summoning additional worgen for the time being.$B$B$BMay Elune\'s blessings be upon me until my work is done.',401,11723),
(401,'Though I have not summoned additional worgen, their numbers continue to increase. It is as though the Scythe no longer requires my intervention for the summoning process. This is troubling. I have gathered as many of the packs as I could find, and ordered them to remain at the Shrine of Mel\'Thandris.$B$BMeanwhile, I have searched the libraries in Darnassus and consulted with the Circle of Ancients in Darkshore. Not one scrap of information about these worgen did I find. I have heard reports,',402,11723),
(402,'whispers, of a wizard of the Kirin Tor named Arugal. From what I have heard, it is possible that he has also summoned worgen. I would consult with this wizard--distasteful as it may be--and see what he knows.$B$BThe worgen are dangerous, and I wish to stem the tide. On the morrow, I will travel to the port in the Barrens and book passage to the New World.$B$B$BMay Elune\'s blessings be upon me until my work is done.',0,11723),
(403,'I started this journal so I could keep notes on my quest to help Ashenvale. There is a mystery to some of the events that occurred not too long ago, and hopefully I will be able to unravel some of it in order to help my people.$B$BLet me start by putting down facts so they don\'t slip my mind at a later date.$B$BI\'ve recently found truth to the rumors of the wizard Dartol\'s efforts.',404,12340),
(404,'Where once I thought it preposterous that a human would come to our lands and learn our ways, this wizard, this evil man, came here and not only survived, but also gained some of our knowledge. I\'m still uncertain how...$B$BI never discovered his goals during my investigation, but his plan seemed simple: using druidic magic, he wanted to befriend and then control the furbolg. If it was in an attempt to harm my kin, or for some other malicious purpose, I hope to find out before my path ends.',405,12340),
(405,'Regardless, he was apparently more successful than naught in actualizing his plans. Did he want to attempt his machinations on the furbolg before trying on my people? Did the furbolg have something he coveted? Who knows?$B$BUsing an item he created (a rod or staff of some kind), he attempted to infiltrate the furbolg tribes of Ashenvale. At some point, and this is where many of the details are still unclear, he was discovered by the furbolg while trying to manipulate them into acting against',406,12340),
(406,'one another. As I\'m sure the elves would be, the furbolg were angered, but they reacted much more strongly and killed Dartol.$B$BThe furbolg, at least at this time, weren\'t the same corrupted creatures they\'ve become. They were still rational and intelligent--their relationship with our people amicable.$B$BI\'m hoping that if I can recreate the rod with the help of a dryad named Shael\'dryn, I can use its power to help our people... and the furbolg.',407,12340),
(407,'Not all the furbolg have been corrupted. Some still live and try to protect the forest. During their corruption, some of the furbolg fled, many were killed, and others were forced out of their tribes.$B$BI found a venerable furbolg of the Foulweald tribe living above Lake Mystral--his name is Krolg.$B$BI\'ve watched him for days, and I think if I were to approach him in the guise of a furbolg, I could help him and discover a way to re-establish a bond between our people.',408,12340),
(408,'Along with killing Dartol, the furbolg split up the rod into three parts so it couldn\'t be used against them again. It has been difficult, but I\'ve a good idea where all three parts were placed.$B$BThe Gem$BThe first part of the rod, a glowing gem, was hidden in a shrine in Northwestern Ashenvale. I believe now this shrine is the ruins at the center of Lake Falathim. The Sentinels tell me that it\'s been inhabited by murlocs now.',409,12340),
(409,'If I can\'t find the gem hidden in the shrine, it might be in the possession of one of the murlocs.$B$BThe shaft portion$BThis part of the rod was given to the treants near what is now called Felwood. Neither the furbolg nor my kind could have suspected that such magnificent creatures could ever fall to the corruption that\'s overtaken the land.$B$BMy research tells me that the guardians kept the piece in a small glade locked within a chest. To find out any more, I\'ll have to speak to Shael\'dryn.',411,12340),
(410,'1. Get one or eight man$B2. Hit man hard$B3. Hit man more$B4. Put man in fire$B5. Eat man',0,11159),
(411,'Shael\'dryn is a dryad who protects the moonwell northeast of Lake Iris. She refuses to leave the forest or forsake it to the corruption. I know she has the power and knowledge to repair the rod, or to at least tell me how I can do it on my own.$B$BThe pommel$BThe pommel of the rod was given to the druids of Dor\'danil. There is one major problem with this though: the druids are dead.$B$BTheir spirits now inhabit the area and are no longer hospitable.',412,12340),
(412,'This may require more investigation. I\'m not sure I\'m powerful enough to fight the spirits of my dead kin...let alone delve into the depths of Dor\'danil and find the pommel.$B$B(Note: During my preparations in Astranaar, I\'ve recently met a dwarf hunter who has spent a good portion of his time in Ashenvale trying to help my people. He came from a place called Stormwind.$B$BWe spoke over a few ales one night, and his tales have given me new hope of finding the pommel...',413,12340),
(413,'He tells me he\'s been throughout all of Dor\'danil, and he\'s never seen a chest or any container that may hold the pommel. $B$BHe also tells me that rotting slimes have inhabited the area, and they devour almost anything smaller than them. He\'s seen them \"eat\" tables, sculptures, bears, and even gnomes!$B$BThe slimes seem to gain a great deal of sustenance from things magical. If the chest holding the pommel was enchanted at all, the slimes might have eaten it.',414,12340),
(414,'It\'s a gamble, but I have no other clues at this time...$B$BAs I find out more I\'ll put the details here; but until then, I shall work on finding the parts of the rod and helping Ashenvale.',0,12340),
(415,'Jin\'Zil,\n   It has been a while, but I thought you would like to know that the last of the Bloodfeathers have been slain. Don\'t thank me though, the person delivering the letter is the slayer. If you\'d like, I can have their heads delivered to you after the caravan makes its rounds through the Barrens. I know you like that sort of stuff for your voodoo magics.\n   Take care old friend.\n\n-Darsok Swiftdagger',0,1),
(416,'Jin\'Zil,    It has been a while, but I thought you would like to know that the last of the Bloodfeather\'s have been slain. Don\'t thank me though, the person delivering the letter is the slayer. If you\'d like, I can have her head delivered to you after the caravan makes its rounds through the Barrens. I know you like that sort of stuff for your voodoo magics.    Take care old friend. -Darsok Swiftdagger ',0,1),
(417,'Okay, you should have your NG-5 charges and detonators ready. I\'ve labeled them for you... Blue is for the lumber mill. Red is for Windshear Mine. I did some scouting, and there are enough explosives throughout Windshear Crag that it shouldn\'t be a problem at all for you to get in, plant the explosives, and then get out before detonating them. Remember, this is a distraction. Get far from the wagons before the goblins get there to check out what happened, then sneak in behind them. ',418,1),
(418,'Be careful with them by the way. The Nitromirglyceronium alone could reduce you to dust. I\'ve encased some of the liquid in copper tubes which should keep it stable and safe. The scroll you got from Collin I used on the detonator boxes. They will now send a silent message to the NG-5 charges after you\'ve set them. I used a simple Stalthwargon mechanism to make sure the wire conductivity is optimal and the flow of the Nitroglyceronium between the differential fluid is better than average. ',419,1),
(419,'Before I get back into the details about my design, let me explain where you should place the explosives. Plan Alpha- the lumber mill: There\'s a wagon out in front of the lumber mill (this is northeast of their deforestation and lumber collection construct). I suspect the engineering plans are inside of the lumber mill. To plant the charge, head to the back of the wagon. Once it\'s set, make haste and get some distance. ',420,1),
(420,'When you\'re ready, hit the detonator. I\'ve ensured a strong signal by routing copper and silver wires with a Melthusian antenae array within the casing of the box. That should give you good range. Just be careful of the goblins nearby. They won\'t appreciate my creation if they catch you in their site. Oh, just in case it wasn\'t obvious, don\'t be near the wagon when it blows... it\'ll hurt. ',421,1),
(421,'Plan Beta- Windshear Mine: I saw the goblins using another wagon of explosives north of the mine\'s entrance. I think that should be a good enough place to plant NG-5 Charge (Red). After you set the charge in the back of the wagon, get some distance and hit the button. If the goblins don\'t come running to check out the commotion, it\'s probably because the mountain came down on top of their heads. ',422,1),
(422,'The Venture Co. Letters are outside the mine... I think on some crates on the bottom level.\n\r\n\rGood luck, and remember...\n\r\n\rBlue Charge: lumber mill\n\rRed Charge: mine\n\r\n\rOh, and destroy this letter after you\'ve accomplished your mission. Hmm, maybe I should look into a way to make these things destroy themselves after they\'re read. That\'s not a bad idea...',0,1),
(423,'The Venture Co. Letters are outside the mine... I think on some crates on the bottom level. Good luck, and remember... Blue Charge: lumber mill Red Charge: mine Oh, and destroy this letter after you\'ve accomplished your mission. Hmm, maybe I should look into a way to make these things destroy themselves after they\'re read. That\'s not a bad idea... ',0,1),
(424,'--Day One--\r\n\r\nMy journey from Ironforge finally brings me to Kalimdor!\r\n\r\nProspector Khazgorm of Bael Modan is making great headway. He uncovered a fossil today which the site scholars believe to be a bone fragment of an ancient god. Khazgorm is certain the fossil is part of a greater mystery. While he oversees the excavation site, he has made it my quest to discover more fossils to piece together the story. \r\n\r\nMy assignment: head to the south in search of more clues.',425,1),
(425,'--Day Two--\r\n\r\nThe lands of the Barrens are vast and expansive. My trek has been long and arduous and has yielded nothing of interest for the Explorers\' League archives so far. \r\n\r\nThe only incident of note took place near the gold road. Off in the distance I noticed some strange creatures. Half pig, half man it seemed. I quickly hid and let the foul beasts pass. My what a foul stench they left behind!',426,1),
(426,'--Day Three--\r\n\r\nOh great and splendid discovery!\r\n\r\nWhilst exploring today I came across a grand find: massive remains of what seems to have been a boar-like creature. Its skull towered many lengths above me. Each tooth of the beast could dwarf even... well a dwarf. Due to the sheer size of the find, I am lead to believe these are the remains of one of the rumored Old Gods.',427,1),
(427,'A while back, at the Explorers\' League headquarters in Ironforge, I remember a lecture given by Chief Archeologist Greywhisker. The old chap made mention of such a god, one which was revered by the strange elves of Darnassus because of his rumored altruistic nature--\r\n\r\nBah! One moment. I hear snorting outside the tent. Surely just some thistle boars trying to get at my apple stash....',428,1),
(428,'--Day 4--\r\n\r\nCaptured!\r\n\r\nMust... write... quickly. \r\n\r\nAttacked by boar men of the Razorfen tribe. Believed they were taking me to the great boar remains of the fallen god. Instead, they skirted the great fossils and headed directly west of the giant skull, across the Gold Road.',429,1),
(429,'Roughly dragged inside of a foul-smelling, thorn infested bramble called Razorfen Kraul. Thrown inside a crudely crafted hut and held captive along with a dying night elf.\r\n\r\nNo possessions on me save for this journal, my quill and my pocket watch... \r\n\r\nSomeone coming now...',430,1),
(430,'--Day 5--\r\n\r\nMy night elf cell mate suffers from grave wounds. The boar men have whipped him repeatedly and I believe he will perish before long unless by some miracle a rescue party braves this treacherous place. He slips in and out of consciousness. When he awakes, I try to give him what little water I have.',431,1),
(431,'Last night he was able to speak for the first time. He is a druid, called Heralath, sent to these parts to examine the rumors of the fallen boar god. \r\n\r\nIn a weakened voice he told me that he believed the great boar skull to be the place where the great boar god Agamaggan fell battling the Burning Legion some 10,000 years ago during the War of the Ancients. His massive body flattened the land and his blood sank into the earth. Twisted spires of thorns grow where his blood fell...',432,1),
(432,'Heralath and his people seek to discover the source of corruption at this site. Agamaggan was believed to be a pure god, he told me. Why these foul creatures and malignant thorns scar the land is a mystery indeed.\r\n\r\nBefore I could press for more information, Heralath slipped into fitful sleep once again...',433,1),
(433,'--Day 6--\r\n\r\nHeralath\'s condition worsens.\r\n\r\nHis eyes opened only once today. He spoke with pained anguish but his message was clear. If I were to escape my doom here in Razorfen Kraul, word must be gotten to Falfindel Waywarder in Thalanaar that Charlga Razorflank was rousing minions in the southern Barrens. The power grows with each day. The Crone must be stopped before the plague of corruption can spread from the Kraul.',434,1),
(434,'Poor Heralath looks pale as bone. His fever grows worse by the minute. All the while the boar men are preparing for some great military action. I fear that if I do not attempt my escape soon, I will meet a fate similar to my elven cell mate. \r\n\r\nMy plan is to sneak out when the boar men leave for their next hunt. My guards are lazy and often sleep through their shifts.',435,1),
(435,'Once free from the Kraul, I will head towards Thousand Needles and then west to Thalanaar on the border of the mysterious forest of Feralas. There I will seek the druid known as Falfindel Waywarder.\r\n\r\nWhat began as an attempt to explore the past of my people has turned into something much larger. The protection of the Alliance lies in my hands....',0,1),
(436,'ORDER NUMBER: 45TK-3\r\nBUYER: Kravel Koalbeard\r\n\r\nINVOICE:\r\n\r\nHydro Ratchet (3)\r\nRepeater Bolts (50)\r\n30\" 20-gauge copper tubing (12)\r\nSnuff, Deepfury brand (1)\r\nHigh-grade prism (3)',0,1),
(437,'would deliver this message to you myself, but I fear to leave, lest I miss some event of great import.$B$BShould you wish to know more of my observations on the Tower of Althalaxx, the bearer of this message has provided no small amount of assistance to me, and I believe $g he : she; can be trusted.$B$BIn haste,$BBalthule Shadowstrike',0,11723),
(438,'The goblin Nazz Steamboil is really the son of a goblin merchant prince (Which prince?  The price of that information is high).$B$BIt seems he much rather enjoys spending the money his family makes than he does earning it himself.  So he stole a small fortune from his family\'s hoard and is now hiding in the Shimmering Flats.$B$BIf his father knew where he was, he\'d be sure to seek him out and drag him back home... minus a toe for his insolence.',0,11403),
(439,'Mr. Fizzlebub,$B$BThe bearer of this letter and I are devising a business venture that we welcome you to join.  $B$BAs you know, I spend much of my time in the Shimmering Flats -- the aforementioned business venture deals with the races on these flats.$B$BIf racing and, more specifically gambling on races, interests you then please read on, for I feel that your knowledge of Stranglethorn would be useful in our scheme.',445,11403),
(440,'Mr. Fizzlebub, The beverage you gave my associate was a huge success.  Not only is the drink strong, causing a huge dulling of wits, it seems to have an addictive quality.  I\'m sure those who have tried it will crave more. We are indebted to you, Crank. And I invite you to come to Shimmering Flats, or to send a confidante, to take advantage of the new gambling opportunities we have here. --Kravel ',0,1),
(441,'Good Martek,$B$BI\'m in a jam and I need your help.$B$BMy brother and I are building a racecar and we need strong pistons.  Nothing I try is hard enough.  Nothing can hold up to our new car\'s speed.  And so the engine breaks down constantly!$B$BYou are an expert in crafting with metal.  You must help.  You are the only one who can.',751,11723),
(442,'To face Frostmaw, you must entice him with the meat of his favorite prey.$B$BGo to the Alterac Mountains in Azeroth and hunt a hulking mountain lion.  Kill it, and then take its carcass to the Growless Cave, a place held sacred by the bestial wendigo.$B$BPlace the carcass on the Flame of Uzel and the scent from burning meat will drift from the cave.$B$BAnd then, in time, Frostmaw will come.$B',0,11723),
(443,'It never ceases to amaze me how easily hatred can be used to bend people to your will. The orcs and trolls were easiest, their hatred of the Alliance making them willing subjects to hear the message of the Dark Strand. Do they have any inkling of the greater power they serve?$B$BThat infuriating paladin, Delgren the Purifier, has been poking into our affairs in Ashenvale Forest, while his lackey, Balthule, spies on my tower, thinking his presence unknown to me. Delgren believes us a minor',444,11723),
(444,'threat, just another death cult, perhaps. Little does he know that we are but one of the... strands of the Shadow Council.$B$BAs a child, I was once told of an insect whose bite could kill with ease, though it looked nothing more than a fly, a speck barely worthy of recognition. It is the things you dismiss which will hurt you the most, left to fester.',0,11723),
(445,'The rocket cars that race the flats are higly tuned and require extreme maintenance.  So it\'s no surprise that pit crews are kept on the scene at all times.  $B$BThese crews constantly test their cars and make fixes and modifications as needed.  It is the only way to keep the cars in a state of top performance.$B$BSo... we\'re looking for a means to force a lapse in one of the pit crews\' dilligence, as any such lapse would cause the crew\'s car to fall quickly into disrepair.',446,11403),
(446,'If we can control which car is in top shape and which car is not, then... I don\'t need to explain to you the advantage in gambling this gives us.$B$BSo, from you, good Fizzlebub, we need that means in which to force the pit crews\' lapse.$B$BDoes Stranglethorn possess some plant or herb or drink we might use to addle the wits of gnomes and goblins?$B$B--K. Koalbeard',0,11403),
(447,'I have done a great deal of research about the Aspects and their titan creators--as much as any human could in a lifetime. There were five Aspects when the titans left this world; they were mighty dragons tasked with protecting the world of Azeroth. Their tales are vast and varied, and even now, in spite of all the information I have gathered, I know that there is much more to be learned of these magnificent creatures. ',450,1),
(448,'Apothecary Lydon,$B$BI hope this letter reaches you swiftly and its bearer in good condition.  A need has arisen in distant Kalimdor that I believe will require your skills.$B$BI will be brief.$B$BA crisis develops in the Stonetalon Mountains, not far from our Tauren allies\' homeland of Mulgore.  The goblin-run Venture company is mining and lumbering fiercely in those moutains, enraging the mountain spirits.',449,12340),
(449,'I must assume the commotion these spirits cause through channels under the auspice of Tauren shamans and druids distracts them.  For the Tauren consider the Venture Company in the Stonetalon Mountains a dire threat.$B$BThreat or not, we must aid our allies.$B$BLydon, you have a broad knowledge of toxins.  Can you devise one that we might use to spread a contagion among the goblins in Stonetalon?$B$BScholarly yours, $BP. Zamah',0,12340),
(450,'Much of the knowledge I have now I could not have possibly learned on my own. Because of this, I am extremely grateful to the night elves. It was only with their help that I have as many details as I do. As a result of our interactions, I am under the impression that their beginnings are much more closely tied to the Aspects than I had first thought. However, they guard their secrets far too closely for even me to know for certain. ',451,1),
(451,'The information I learned of the Aspects I put here for others to reference in the future. I know it will prove useful, as I feel that these dragons will have a much greater effect on our world as time goes on. ',452,1),
(452,'Alexstrasza: Alexstrasza, the ancient and powerful Queen of the Dragons, was named the Life-Binder by the titans. She was first to be created by the titans to protect the world after they left. It is said that she witnessed the birth of all modern races upon the face of Azeroth. Her red dragonflight, known for their proud demeanor, once ruled over all other dragonkind. ',453,1),
(453,'Rumors among the night elves suggest Alexstrasza and the demigod Cenarius were close friends, and that it was he that called her during the first invasion of the Burning Legion. ',454,1),
(454,'Ysera: Ysera the Dreamer represents mortal subconscious. She encompasses the Emerald Dreaming..  While she appreciates imagination and creation and approves of ambition in the mortal races, her and her dragonflight consider the real world to be just an illusion. Ysera is one of the most graceful and powerful creatures any mortal could lay eyes on. ',455,1),
(455,'Malygos: Malygos is known as the Steward of Magic or the Spell-Weaver. His natural form is not that of a typical dragon, and it is said he can change it at will. Rarely seen after his retreat to the far north, he is almost always in the form of an insect-like creature, but while in dragon form, he and his dragonflight are varying blues in color. ',456,1),
(456,'Nozdormu: Nozdormu is known as the Master of Time and the Timeless. He and his dragonflight are bronze in color and display great cunning in all things. Nozdormu\'s attention has always been focused on collecting artifacts of the past, as he cares little for the current matters of the mortal races, or even his fellow Aspects\' dealings. His indifference towards the politics of others does not mean he is complacent towards events that transpire throughout the world though. ',457,1),
(457,'Considered to be protectors, the bronze dragonflight find themselves greatly attracted to areas of civilization. The dragon and his flight are very patient by nature, always relying on observation and acting with a plan before being hasty. Nozdormu will always attempt to protect the time stream and the mortal races when threatened by greater enemies. ',458,1),
(458,'Neltharion: Neltharion, called the Earth-Warder upon his creation, was more loyal and protective of Azeroth than any of the other Aspects. His black dragonflight were responsible for the creation of the mountains and the other formations of the lands including boundaries between the mortal races. What caused his corruption still remains a mystery; be it an outside influence or something that rotted from within. I wonder if perhaps the Old Gods didn\'t play a hand in the great black\'s corruption. ',459,1),
(459,'The black dragon underwent a complete transformation',0,1),
(466,'The black dragon underwent a complete transformation; and in the end, Neltharion no longer existed. He became Deathwing, a creature of malice and hatred. No longer the Earth-Warder in the eyes of races like the high elves, he was renamed the Death Aspect and Xaxas in place of his titan-given name. Deathwing is the embodiment of chaos and evil, and is always hungry for destruction. He is arguably the first evil of Azeroth that appeared after the banishment of the Old Gods. ',0,1),
(467,'CONGRATULATIONS!$B$BYou are the proud new owner of the amazing snufflenose gopher!  Although a shy creature, we are positive you\'ll find your new pet\'s fuzzy cuteness and incredible olfactory capabilities endearing.$B$BIn the following pages, you\'ll find information on your gopher\'s:$B$B1. Feeding and care$B2. Eccentric (and adorable) behavior$B3. Use of the patented Snufflenose Command Stick(tm)$B$BAgain, congratulations.  You won\'t be disappointed,$B$B-Marwig Rustbolt$BOwner, Snuff Inc.$B$B',771,12340),
(506,'CONGRATULATIONS! You are the proud new owner of the amazing snufflenose gopher!  Although a shy creature, we are positive you\'ll find your new pet\'s fuzzy cuteness and incredible olfactory capabilities endearing. In the following pages, you\'ll find information on your gopher\'s: 1. Feeding and care 2. Eccentric (and adorable) behavior 3. Use of the patented Snufflenose Command Stick(tm) Again, congratulations.  You won\'t be disappounted, -Marwig Rustbolt Owner, Snuff Inc. ',771,1),
(507,'--Day 13\nTroop movement near Theramore has increased.  Large numbers of humans left the city and move west, in haste.\n\n--Day 14\nMore troops leaving the city.  I followed a small group and watched them remove their uniforms after leaving bowshot of Theramore.  Perhaps they are deserters?\n\n--Day 15\nI overheard some Theramore troops talk today of guards leaving their posts.  My suspicions of the deserters must be true\n',548,1),
(527,'--Day 13 Troop movement near Theramore has increased.  Large numbers of humans left the city and move west, in haste. --Day 14 More troops leaving the city.  I followed a small group and watched them remove their uniforms after leaving bowshot of Theramore.  Perhaps they are deserters? --Day 15 I overheard some Theramore troops talk today of guards leaving their posts.  My suspicions of the deserters must be true ',548,1),
(528,'Jorgen,\n\rMy fears have come true, and they have acted in ways I never thought capable. Never did I think they would get this close, but they have.\n\rPlease help the bearer of this note, and send them to HIM. In all honesty, I think he\'ll aid us because the seriousness of this matter. If it were any other threat, he would probably continue to ignore us and the problems of our fair city.\n\rThank you, you old fisherman. I am indebted to you as always.\n\rYour friend,\n\rDeLavey',0,1),
(547,'Jorgen, My fears have come true, and they have acted in ways I never thought capable. Never did I think they would get this close, but they have. Please help the bearer of this note, and send them to HIM. In all honesty, I think he\'ll aid us because the seriousness of this matter. If it were any other threat, he would probably continue to ignore us and the problems of our fair city. Thank you, you old fisherman. I am indebted to you as always. Your friend,          DeLavey ',0,1),
(548,'--Day 16\nUleg and Thargil returned from their mission to the Theramore docks.  They saw a new ship in port: the Bleeding Sparrow.  The ship arrived from Menethil Harbor in Azeroth.\n\nTomorrow Uleg and Thargil will return to the docks and steal aboard the ship.  They hope to find political documents, ones that reveal the relations between Theramore and the Alliance.',579,1),
(571,'--Day 16 Uleg and Thargil returned from their mission to the Theramore docks.  They saw a new ship in port: the Bleeding Sparrow.  The ship arrived from Menethil Harbor in Azeroth. Tomorrow Uleg and Thargil will return to the docks and steal aboard the ship.  They hope to find political documents, ones that reveal the relations between Theramore and the Alliance. ',579,1),
(572,'With Kel\'Thuzad\'s success in Lordaeron, the Lich King made the final preparations for his assault against human civilization. Placing his plague energies into a number of portable artifacts called plague cauldrons, Ner\'zhul ordered Kel\'Thuzad to transport the cauldrons to Lordaeron where they would be hidden within various cult-controlled villages. ',573,1),
(573,'The cauldrons, protected by the loyal cultists, would then act as plague generators, sending the plague seeping out across the unsuspecting farmlands and cities of northern Lordaeron. The Lich King\'s plan worked perfectly. Many of Lordaeron\'s northern villages were contaminated almost immediately. Just as in Northrend, the citizens who contracted the plague died and arose as the Lich King\'s willing slaves. ',574,1),
(574,'The cultists under Kel\'Thuzad were eager to die and be raised again in their dark lord\'s service. They exulted in the prospect of immortality through undeath. As the plague spread, more and more feral zombies arose in the northlands. Kel\'Thuzad looked upon the Lich King\'s growing army and named it the Scourge - for soon, it would march upon the gates of Lordaeron...and scour humanity from the face of the world. ',0,1),
(575,'No one knows exactly how the universe began. Some theorize that a catastrophic cosmic explosion sent the infinite worlds spinning out into the vastness of the Great Dark - worlds that would one day bear life-forms of wondrous and terrible diversity. Others believe that the universe, as it exists, was created as a whole by a singular, all-powerful entity. ',576,11723),
(576,'Though the exact origins of the chaotic universe remain unclear, it is clear that a race of powerful beings arose to bring order to the various worlds and ensure a safe future for the beings that would follow in their footsteps.$B$BThe Titans, colossal, metallic-skinned gods from the far reaches of the cosmos, came forward and set to work on the worlds they encountered. They shaped the form of their worlds by raising mighty mountains and dredging out vast seas.',577,11723),
(577,'They breathed skies and raging atmospheres into being - all part of their unfathomable, far-sighted plan to create order out of chaos. They even empowered primitive races to tend to their works and maintain the integrity of their respective worlds.$B$BThe Titans, ruled by an elite sect known as the Pantheon, brought order to a hundred million worlds scattered throughout the Great Dark Beyond during the first ages of creation. ',578,11723),
(578,'The benevolent Pantheon, seeking to safeguard their structured worlds, was ever vigilant against the threat of attack from the vile, extra-dimensional entities of the Twisting Nether. The Nether, an ethereal dimension of chaotic magics that connected the myriad worlds of the universe together, was home to an infinite number of malefic, demonic beings, who sought only to destroy life and devour the energies of the living universe. ',0,11723),
(579,'--Day 17\nUleg returned from his mission.  He failed, and Thargil was captured.  I sent Uleg to deliver this report to Nazeer.\n\nI will remain here.  I have witnessed increased shipping activity off the coast of Theramore.  I will continue my watch and personally report any noteworthy events.',0,1),
(580,'Our first plan has already failed! Fist was successful in switching the guard roster for the tunnel shifts that evening, but due to some unforeseen efforts by some of the citizens of Stormwind, our target was able to flee from the scene before we could capture him. But we planned for such contingencies. Plan 2 has been set in motion and was well under way before our ambush was set off in Stormwind. ',581,1),
(581,'Plan 2 is just as simple, but will require more patience on our part. Our man on the inside in Menethil has already been paid for his efforts, and he\'s succeeded brilliantly. We should have no problem acquiring our target and capturing him once we\'ve set sail. ',582,1),
(582,'Expect the attack to happen a few miles from their destination. That\'s where our??? allies??? will be laid in waiting. I\'m not sure why we\'ve been forced to form an alliance with the creatures, but I can\'t help but feel we\'re being coerced ourselves. Ultimately, it won\'t matter. With the target in our custody, we\'ll be well on our way to taking back Stormwind from those that stole it from us!',0,1),
(606,'Expect the attack to happen a few miles from their destination. That\'s where our??? allies??? will be laid in waiting. I\'m not sure why we\'ve been forced to form an alliance with the creatures, but I can\'t help but feel we\'re being coerced ourselves. Ultimately, it won\'t matter. With the target in our custody, we\'ll be well on our way to taking back Stormwind from those that stole it from us! ',0,1),
(607,'Master Longbeard,\n\nAs you know, we Stormpikes have an eye for excellence, and so the quality of your shields is no mystery to us.\n\nI, therefore, am keen to commission you for such a shield.  I have included specifications on the following page:\n\n\n',649,1),
(626,'Master Longbeard, As you know, we Stormpikes have an eye for excellence, and so the quality of your shields is no mystery to us. I, therefore, am keen to commission you for such a shield.  I have included specifications on the following page: ',649,1),
(627,'The devastating Second War against the orcish horde left the Alliance of Lordaeron in a state of shock and disarray. The bloodthirsty orcs, led by the mighty warchief, Orgrim Doomhammer, not only smashed their way through the dwarf-held lands of Khaz Modan, but had razed many of Lordaeron\'s central provinces as well. The unrelenting orcs even succeeded in ravaging the$Belves\' remote kingdom of Quel\'Thalas before their rampage was finally stopped.',628,12340),
(628,'The Alliance armies led by Sir Anduin Lothar, Uther the Lightbringer, and Admiral Daelin Proudmoore pushed the orcs south into the shattered land of Azeroth - the first kingdom to fall before the orcs\' ruthless onslaught.$B$BThe Alliance forces under Sir Lothar managed to push Doomhammer\'s clans out of Lordaeron and back into the orc-controlled lands of Azeroth. Lothar\'s forces surrounded the orcs\' volcanic citadel of Blackrock Spire and laid siege to their defenses.',629,12340),
(629,'In a last-ditch effort, Doomhammer and his lieutenants staged a daring charge from the Spire and clashed with Lothar\'s paladins in the center of the Burning Steppes. Doomhammer and Lothar squared off in a titanic battle that left both mighty combatants battered and drained. Though Doomhammer narrowly succeeded in vanquishing Lothar, the great hero\'s death did not have the effect the warchief had hoped for.',630,12340),
(630,'Turalyon, Lothar\'s most trusted lieutenant, took up Lothar\'s bloodstained shield and rallied his grief-stricken brethren for a vicious counterattack. Under the ragged standards of both Lordaeron and Azeroth, Turalyon\'s troops slaughtered the bulk of Doomhammer\'s remaining forces in a glorious, but terrible rout.',631,12340),
(631,'There was nothing left for the ragged, scattered orc survivors but to flee to the last standing bastion of orcish power - the dark portal.$B$BTuralyon and his warriors chased the remaining orcs through the festering Swamp of Sorrows and into the corrupted Blasted Lands where the dark portal stood. There, at the foot of the colossal portal, the broken horde and the rugged Alliance clashed in what would be the last, bloodiest battle of the Second War. ',632,12340),
(632,'Outnumbered and driven mad by the curse of their bloodlust, the orcs inevitably fell before the wrath of the Alliance. Doomhammer was taken prisoner and escorted to Lordaeron while his broken clans were rounded up and hauled north - back to Lordaeron.',0,12340),
(633,'Only a few months after Nethergarde\'s completion, the energies of the dark portal coalesced and opened up a new gateway to Draenor. The remaining orc clans, under the leadership of the elder shaman, Ner\'zhul, charged forth into Azeroth once again. Intent on stealing a number of magical artifacts that would increase Ner\'zhul\'s power, the orcs planned to open up new portals in Draenor that would allow them to escape their doomed red world forever.',634,11723),
(634,'Convinced that Ner\'zhul was planning a new offensive against the Alliance, King Terenas of Lordaeron sent his armies into Draenor to end the orcish threat once and for all. Led by Khadgar and General Turalyon, the Alliance forces clashed with the orcs across the burning landscape. Even with the aid of the elven Ranger Alleria, the dwarf Kurdran and the veteran soldier Danath, Khadgar was unable to prevent Ner\'zhul from opening his portals to other worlds.',635,11723),
(635,'The tremendous magical storms caused by the portals\' converging energies began to tear the ravaged world apart. Ner\'zhul, followed only by his most trusted servants, managed to escape through one of the portals as Khadgar fought desperately to return his comrades to Azeroth. Realizing that they would be trapped on the dying world, Khadgar and his companions selflessly decided to destroy the dark portal so that Azeroth would not be harmed by Draenor\'s violent destruction.',636,11723),
(636,'By all accounts, the heroes were successful in destroying the portal and saving Azeroth - but whether or not they escaped the death throes of Draenor remains to be seen.',0,11723),
(637,'Ten thousand years before the orcs and humans clashed in their First War, the world of Azeroth cradled only one massive continent surrounded by the infinite, raging seas. That land mass, known as Kalimdor, was home to a number of disparate races and creatures, all vying for survival amongst the savage elements of the waking world. At the dark continent\'s center was a mysterious lake of incandescent energies. ',638,11723),
(638,'The lake, which would later be called the Well of Eternity, was the true heart of the world\'s magic and natural power. Drawing its energies from the infinite Great Dark beyond the world, the Well acted as a mystical fount, sending its potent energies out across the world to nourish life in all its wondrous forms.$B$BIn time, a primitive tribe of nocturnal humanoids cautiously made their way to the edges of the mesmerizing, enchanted lake.',639,11723),
(639,'The feral, nomadic humanoids, drawn by the Well\'s strange energies, built crude homes upon its tranquil shores. Over time, the Well\'s cosmic power affected the strange tribe, making them strong, wise and virtually immortal. The tribe adopted the name Kaldorei, which meant -children of the stars- in their native tongue. To celebrate their budding society, they constructed great structures and temples around the lake\'s periphery. ',640,11723),
(640,'The Kaldorei, or night elves as they would later be known, worshipped the moon goddess, Elune, and believed that she slept within the Well\'s shimmering depths during the daylight hours. The early night elf priests and seers studied the Well with an insatiable curiosity, driven to plumb its untold secrets and power. As their society grew, the night elves explored the$Bbreadth of Kalimdor and encountered its myriad denizens.',641,11723),
(641,'The only creatures that gave them pause were the ancient and powerful dragons. Though$Bthe great serpentine beasts were often reclusive, they did much to safeguard the known lands from potential threats. The night elves believed that the dragons held themselves to be the protectors of the world, and that they and their secrets were best left alone.',642,11723),
(642,'In time, the night elves\' curiosity led them to meet and befriend a number of powerful entities, not the least of which was Cenarius, a mighty demi-god of the primordial forestlands. The great-hearted Cenarius grew fond of the inquisitive night elves and spent a great deal of time teaching them about the natural world. The tranquil Kaldorei developed a strong empathy for the living forests of Kalimdor and reveled in the harmonious balance of nature. ',643,11723),
(643,'Yet, as the seemingly endless ages passed, the night elves\' civilization expanded both territorially and culturally. Their temples, roads, and dwelling places stretched across the breadth of the dark continent. Azshara, the night elves\' beautiful and gifted Queen, built an immense, wondrous palace on the Well\'s shore that housed her favored servitors within its bejeweled halls. ',644,11723),
(644,'Her servitors, whom she called the Quel\'dorei or -high-borne,- doted on her every command and believed themselves to be greater than the rest of their lower-caste brethren. Though Queen Azshara was loved equally by all of her people, the high-borne were secretly hated by the jealous masses.$B$BSharing the priests\' curiosity towards the Well of Eternity, Azshara ordered the educated high-borne to plumb its secrets and reveal its true purpose in the world. ',645,11723),
(645,'The high-borne buried themselves in their work and studied the Well ceaselessly. In time they developed the ability to manipulate and control the Well\'s cosmic energies. As their reckless experiments progressed, the high-borne found that they could use their newfound powers to either create or destroy at their leisure. The hapless high-borne had stumbled upon primitive magic and were now resolved to devote themselves to its mastery. ',646,11723),
(646,'Although they agreed that magic was inherently dangerous if handled irresponsibly, Azshara and her highborne began to practice their spellcraft with reckless abandon. Cenarius and many of the wizened night elf scholars warned that only calamity would result from toying with the clearly volatile arts of magic. But, Azshara and her followers stubbornly continued to expand their burgeoning powers. ',647,11723),
(647,'As their powers grew, a distinct change came over Azshara and the high-borne. The haughty, aloof upper class became increasingly callous and cruel towards their fellow night elves. A dark, brooding pall veiled Azshara\'s once entrancing beauty. She began to withdraw from her loving subjects and refused to interact with any but her trusted high-borne priests. ',648,11723),
(648,'A young, brazen scholar named Furion Stormrage, who had spent much of his time studying the Well\'s effects, began to suspect that a terrible power was corrupting the high-borne and his beloved Queen. Though he could not conceive the evil that was to come, he knew that the night elves\' lives would soon be changed forever.... ',0,11723),
(649,'-Perfectly round, spanning from fist to elbow.\n\n-Studs along the edge.  Silver.\n\n-One large stud in the center, spanning three finger widths.  Silver.\n\n-Oaken, and reinforced with iron.\n\n-My name, Gringer Stormpike, etched across the top rim.\n',650,1),
(650,'Payment will be made through the usual channels.  And do give the bearer of this request a standard, delivery stipend.  You may add it to the cost of the shield.\n\n\n\nSincerely, and many thanks,\n--Gringer Stormpike',0,1),
(669,'The undead\'s beginnings upon Azeroth did not truly begin with the corruption of Prince Arthas-it began long before that event. The events that brought downfall of Lordaeron were long set in motion before that point; it began with the coming of the orcish clans and the Burning Legion.',670,1),
(670,'The orcs of Draenor (the world which they originally came from) were noble and shamanistic. They were powerful warriors, strong of body and will. It was for these reasons that the Burning Legion sought them out. Kil\'jaeden, a demon of great power among the Legion, wished to enslave the orcish clans and use them as his army against the worlds the Burning Legion had yet to conquer.',671,1),
(671,'Kil\'jaeden came to the leader of the clans, a powerful shaman named Ner\'zhul. He promised Ner\'zhul untold mystical power and knowledge if he made a pact with the demon that would enslave the clans to the Burning Legion. This pact sealed not only their fate, but that of their world forever.',672,1),
(672,'As time passed, Ner\'zhul realized the fate of the clans at the hands of the Burning Legion, and the orc shaman began to defy Kil\'jaeden. The demon, angered by Ner\'zhul, turned to the shaman\'s own apprentice, Gul\'dan, who was far more corruptible than Ner\'zhul.',673,1),
(673,'It was Gul\'dan who was responsible for the decline of shamanism throughout the clans. The promise of power and control over one\'s enemies made his offers even more tempting. With Kil\'jaeden\'s help, Gul\'dan began his manipulation of the clans. The orcs, once noble, became corrupt, mindless savages. With the introduction of demon blood into their bodies, the orcs were even more ruthless and barbaric.',674,1),
(674,'Even though Kil\'jaeden had corrupted Gul\'dan after his failure with Ner\'zhul, Kil\'jaeden hated the shaman and vowed to enforce their original pact. Kil\'jaeden captured Ner\'zhul and began an incredibly slow physical torture on the shaman. While Ner\'zhul begged for death, Kil\'jaeden reminded Ner\'zhul that their original pact was still binding. Kil\'jaeden killed the orc, but only physically. Kil\'jaeden held the orc shaman\'s spirit fast before it could find its way to the Twisting Nether.',675,1),
(675,'Kil\'jaeden placed Ner\'zhul\'s spirit within a block of ice gathered from the Twisting Nether. While it was trapped within the ice, he infused into it even more power. The loss of his body and the introduction of such incredible power was the defining line in Ner\'zhul\'s transformation.',676,1),
(676,'Kil\'jaeden hurled the block of ice through dimensions back to Azeroth, where it landed in the continent of Northrend, introducing this great evil to our world. Ner\'zhul was gone forever; in his place was a throne of ice and hatred. The once respected shaman leader had become the incredibly powerful Lich King.',677,1),
(677,'Because Kil\'jaeden did not trust the Lich King, he sent his dread lords to watch over the spirit and ensure that the Lich King followed his orders. The vampiric servants came to Azeroth willingly, drawn to the destruction and power of the Lich King and the potential genocide of a planet\'s entire race.',678,1),
(678,'Over a decade passed. During this time, the Lich King used his vast powers to gain control over the minds of the creatures of Northrend, whom he commanded to erect a great citadel over his frozen throne. Now that all of Northrend was under his domination, the Lich King knew he needed to begin his infiltration of Lordaeron. Trapped within the ice, the former orc shaman began seeking more minds to manipulate and control. His call reached out across the continents.',679,1),
(679,'The Lich King\'s summons did not go unnoticed, especially by a small handful of powerful individuals. Among them was the Archmage Kel\'Thuzad, who was a powerful member of the ruling body of Dalaran, the Kirin Tor. His pursuit of all types of magic violated the Kirin Tor\'s policies against learning dark magics. Kel\'Thuzad abandoned the Kirin Tor and all his ties to conventional thought and vowed to learn as much as he could from the Lich King.',680,1),
(680,'A pact was struck between the two. Kel\'Thuzad would receive immortality and immense power in return for servitude to the Lich King. Kel\'Thuzad\'s first task was to use his wealth and influence in Lordaeron to found the Cult of the Damned. The Cult promised equality and eternal life to all its members as long as they swore an oath to Ner\'zhul, the god of the Cult of the Damned.',681,1),
(681,'Ner\'zhul then created artifacts that were designed to spread the plague among the human civilizations of Lordaeron. He gave them to Kel\'Thuzad, and ordered the wizard to spread them across the land. His Cult followers were to protect the artifacts at all costs.',682,1),
(682,'Once in place, the plague began to seep into the land and affect its ignorant citizens. As Kel\'Thuzad watched, the Lich King\'s army grew quickly and he soon gained control over large portions of the land. This army became known as the Scourge, for its sole purpose was to scour humanity from all of Azeroth.',0,1),
(689,'Payment will be made through the usual channels.  And do give the bearer of this request a standard, delivery stipend.  You may add it to the cost of the shield. Sincerely, and many thanks, --Gringer Stormpike ',0,1),
(690,'The word BETRAYER is crudely scratched over the finely etched epitaph that reads:\n\r\n\rYuriv lies here.\n\rFather, Husband, Paladin.\n\rLet his children bear witness to the fact that his dedication to the Light was unquestionable.\n\rHe would never ask anything of them that he himself would not do.\n\r',0,1),
(695,'The word BETRAYER is crudely scratched over the finely etched epitaph that reads: Yuriv lies here. Father, Husband, Paladin. Let his children bear witness to the fact that his dedication to the Light was unquestionable. He would never ask anything of them that he himself would not do. ',0,1),
(696,'Diary - Day 4 I have been stranded on the Island now for 4 days, left alone with my thoughts.   Bananas are pretty tasty, but what a long climb to reach them.  When I am not getting food or protecting myself from the periodic rain, all my thoughts are of rescue. I would not be so hopeful if it were not for the boxes of paper and bottles that washed ashore with me.  I laugh now to think of all the time I spent on that ship cursing that I was stuck with a boatload of Alchemists and Scribes. ',0,1),
(697,'Diary - Day 512 The bananas have started talking to me and I have learned a great deal about their culture.  I have ceased my senseless destruction of their homes and consumption of the young.  How little I knew then of the great civilization that I was destroying. On another topic I seem to be running low on bottles and paper.  When I first looked at those huge stacks of paper that washed ashore I thought they would be inexhaustible.  Woe with me, my diary must end soon. ',0,1),
(698,'\nThe land of Azeroth is host to no end of wonders.  Flora, fauna, cultures and magic all teem across its surface.  Indeed, the curious will find limitless variety on this world.  One merely has to look.\n\nBut if one looks deeply enough then windows to entire new worlds are found, and each world is home to its own wonders.\n\nJust as each is home to its own horrors.  ',699,1),
(699,'\nThis is the purpose of my book: to catalogue those beings, those otherworldly fiends who would destroy our lands, so that explorers who happen upon them will know what they face.\n\nSo if you consider yourself a guardian of Azeroth, then read on.  And know your enemy.\n\n-Ur\nMage of Dalaran',700,1),
(700,'The fiend of which I write is the worgen.\n\nOld, rural folklore may hearken to these creatures, for what farmer\'s child has not heard tales of beastly wolf-men stalking the woods and marshes outside his village?\n\nAnd truth may hide in such tales--perhaps they are warnings against the worgen, veiled as myths to frighten us.',701,1),
(701,'But before such tales are dismissed, let me now assure the reader: worgen are real.  They may not be from our world, but avenues exist between their home and ours and powerful magics can pull them here.\n\nSuch chants are best left unuttered, for wherever Worgen tread, they bring terror and bloodshed with them.',702,1),
(702,'You will know a worgen by its resemblance to the wolves of our world.  When viewing a worgen one can easily see how its coarse hair, pointed ears and long snout are akin to the wolves we know.\n\nBut you will just as quickly see its differences:  that coarse hair surrounds a powerful, two-legged body sporting long fangs and dagger-like claws.  And behind its howl lurks a malevolence possessed by no natural beast.',703,1),
(703,'The worgens\' home is a dark place, a place of nightmare.  If that world fosters locales safe from the cursed worgen, then my research has revealed no such bastions.\n\nAnd if one considers the ferocity and wickedness of the worgen, then it is likely no such bastions exist.\n\nIt is surmised that the worgen are content to remain on their world, for although some worgen possess powerful magic, they have made no attempts to reach Azeroth on their own accord.\n\nAnd for this, we are fortunate.',704,1),
(704,'As mentioned above, some worgen are skilled in mystic arts, and their magic is of darkness and corruption.\n\nCurses and supernatural poisons are common, so be forewarned--those who face worgen magicians should arm themselves with wards against shadow.',705,1),
(705,'It is my hope that no Dalaran wizard seeks out the Worgen, even if done in light conscience.  For no pact may be struck, no secrets may be learned, no good can come from these beasts.\n\nThey are best left to their world.  For if found in ours and not destroyed, then our peril will be dire...',0,1),
(710,'It is my hope that no Dalaran wizard seeks out the Worgen, even if done in light conscience.  For no pact may be struck, no secrets may be learned, no good can come from these beasts. They are best left to their world.  For if found in ours and not destroyed, then our peril will be dire... ',0,1),
(711,'Helgrum,$B$BMy compliments to whomever issued the order to establish our base of Kargath in the Badlands. It is an ideal locale to train our troops. Its harsh weather, vicious wildlife, warlike natives and complete lack of outside support make this place a crucible from which only the finest warriors and scouts will emerge.$B$BGood planning. Well done.',712,1),
(712,'I will describe the surrounding lands as the scouts of Kargath have surveyed:$B$B-Red, rocky hills and dry flats that offer little support for life.$B-A blazing sun and severe winds.$B-No lakes or streams. Not even scattered pools. To find water denizens must dig deep, muddy wells, or suck scant moisture from the rare cactus or spiny weed.$B$BIn short: hot, hard living.',713,1),
(713,'The Badlands are filled with enemies. Ogres roam the blistering sands, ambushing the unwary. Darkiron dwarves inhabit a barracks east of Kargath and battle their lighter-skinned cousins in Loch Modan to the north. Brutal, primitive beasts called Troggs haunt any scrap of shade they find and defend it savagely.$B$BAnd in eastern Badlands in the Lethlor Ravine there are dragons. We don\'t know how many and we don\'t know how big, since scouts who get too close never return.',714,1),
(714,'It need not be said that we--those garrisoned at Kargath--are quite happy with our assignment.  We stay tough here, because if we get soft then we die.$B$BAnd I wouldn\'t have it any other way.$B$BNeeka Bloodscar$BHead Scout, Kargath',0,1),
(730,'Helgrum, My compliments to whomever issued the order to establish our base of Kargath in the Badlands.  It is an ideal locale to train our troops.  Its harsh weather, vicious wildlife, warlike natives and complete lack of outside support make this place a crucible from which only the finest warriors and scouts will emerge. Good planning.  Well done. ',791,1),
(731,'<HTML>\n<BODY>\n<BR/>\n<BR/>\n<H1 align=\"center\">\nEliza\n</H1>\n<BR/>\n<BR/>\n<BR/>\n<BR/>\n<P align=\"center\">\nBeloved wife, may the earth sate your hunger.\n</P>\n</BODY>\n</HTML>\n',0,11723),
(750,'<HTML>\n<BODY>\n<BR/>\n<BR/>\n<H1 align=\"center\">\nEliza\n</H1>\n<BR/>\n<BR/>\n<BR/>\n<BR/>\n<P align=\"center\">\nBeloved wife, may the earth sate your hunger.\n</P>\n</BODY>\n</HTML>\n',0,1),
(751,'Here are the piston\'s specifications:$B$BLength: 32 WW$BWidth: 12 WW$BWeight: 23.5 IBG to 25.5 IBG$BConduction: 70 TC$BShear Strength: 98 or higher$BCombobule Rating: \"Super stout\" or higher$B$BIn the case you forgot gnomish measurements:$BWW = \"Whisker Width\"$BIBG = \"Itty-Bitty Grams\"$BTC = \"Toe Curls\"',0,11723),
(752,'Aye, mon. Take dis letter to Frang in da Valley of Trials. He usually be outside da Den whipping young warriors into shape to fight for da Horde.$B$BHe needs cunning warriors like you to show da orcs how to fight wit sometin\' other den their muscles. You be faster and smarter den most, but don\'t be braggin\' \'bout that--orcs don\' take kindly to insults. They be good allies, an\' maybe they teach you a ting or two also.$B$B-Tar\'sere',0,1),
(770,'Aye, mon. Take dis letter to Frang in da Valley of Trials. He usually be outside da Den whipping young warriors into shape to fight for da Horde.$B$BHe needs cunning warriors like you to show da orcs how to fight wit sometin\' other den their muscles. You be faster and smarter den most, but don\'t be braggin\' \'bout that--orcs don\' take kindly to insults. They be good allies, an\' maybe they teach you a ting or two also.$B$B-Tar\'sere ',0,1),
(771,'FEEDING AND CARE:$B$BWe are committed to providing you with everything needed to care for your pet.  Our customers have come to expect this level of service from Snuff Inc, and we agree!$B$BTo that end, we have designed sturdy gopher crates with small holes, perfect for keeping your pet safe, secure and out of the light.$B$BFor your convenience, inside every crate is a food pellet receptacle, infused with the alluring scent of blueleaf tubers (the snufflenose gopher\'s favorite treat)!$B$B',1211,12340),
(790,'FEEDING AND CARE: We are committed to providing you with everything needed to care for your pet.  Our customers have come to expect this level of service from Snuff Inc, and we agree! To that end, we have designed sturdy gopher crates with small holes, perfect for keeping your pet safe, secure and out of the light. For your convenience, inside every create is a food pellet receptacle, infused with the alluring scent of blueleaf tubers (the snufflenose gopher\'s favorite treat)! ',1211,1),
(791,'I will describe the surrounding lands as the scouts of Kargath have surveyed: -Red, rocky hills and dry flats that offer little support for life. -A blazing sun and severe winds. -No lakes or streams.  Not even scattered pools.  To find water denizens must dig deep, muddy wells, or suck scant moisture from the rare cactus or spiny weed. In short: hot, hard living. ',792,1),
(792,'The Badlands are filled with enemies.  Ogres roam the blistering sands, ambushing the unwary.  Darkiron dwarves inhabit a barracks east of Kargath and battle their lighter-skinned cousins in Loch Modan to the north.  Brutal, primitive beasts called Troggs haunt any scrap of shade they find and defend it savagely. And in eastern Badlands??? in the Lethlor Ravine??? there are dragons.  We don\'t know how many and we don\'t know how big, since scouts who get too close never return. ',793,1),
(793,'It need not be said that we--those garrisoned at Kargath--are quite happy with our assignment.  We stay tough here, because if we get soft then we die. And I wouldn\'t have it any other way. Neeka Bloodscar Head Scout, Kargath ',0,1),
(794,'Our world brims with history.  History of races new and old.  History behind wars long dead, and those which still smolder.  \n\nHistory of gods visiting from the skies.  And history of older gods who sleep in the earth.\n\nI speak now of those beings - the Old Gods.  They who dwelt and raged across Azeroth when the world was new.',795,1),
(795,'The Old Gods are the will of our world.  In every storm there roars the laughter of an Old God.  The blaze of a wildfire is the heat of their gaze.  As Old Gods walk, the earth trembles and breaks, and lesser things scream and tear at their own flesh in despair.\n\nAnd despair they should, for just as fire shows no mercy to a child\'s curious hand, the Old Gods have no care for those beneath them.  At best, we are pawns.  At worst, we are playthings.',796,1),
(796,'They were the first masters of the world, and they ruled with might and terror.  Though they are now chained and sleeping, their servants still roam and we small, frail mortals cannot match their strength.\n\nThose who try are devoured.  But those who know their place, who kneel in supplication to the servants of the Old Gods, who willingly sacrifice mind and soul... only they will find favor.',797,1),
(797,'Aku\'mai, Princess of the Deep, serves the Old Gods.  She dwells in Blackfathom Deeps, blessing its caves with her ancient wisdom.   Brought to the Deeps by older mortals, Aku\'mai is a symbol of divinity.  She has but a sliver of the Old Gods\' power and savagery, and yet hers is still beyond measure.\n\nAnd so she is worshipped.  And she is feared, and loved.\n\n\n--Lorgalis',0,1),
(810,'Aku\'mai, Princess of the Deep, serves the Old Gods.  She dwells in Blackfathom Deeps, blessing its caves with her ancient wisdom.   Brought to the Deeps by older mortals, Aku\'mai is a symbol of divinity.  She has but a sliver of the Old Gods\' power and savagery, and yet hers is still beyond measure. And so she is worshipped.  And she is feared, and loved. --Lorgalis ',0,1),
(811,'The plan is set in motion. Take that once-great bastion of faith, Heroes\' Vigil, as our base camp, and we\'ll begin to move reinforcements to you from Westfall once you have sent word that it has been suitably prepared. The area is all but forgotten to the citizens and soldiers of Stormwind, and should prove a perfect staging point for our attacks. The Defias will take back Stormwind! I await your response. ',0,1),
(812,'Dirty troggs are so easy to fool. Their hatred for our kin makes it that much easier to direct them and use them as pawns. Amazes me that any kind of alliance could be forged at all, but our kin pose a much greater threat to their existence... at least for now.$B$BAfter the attacks begin though, both sides are gonna be weakened and prone to our own onslaught. Take the homestead south of Helm\'s Bed Lake and await further instructions.$B$BIronforge will be ours.',0,1),
(830,'Dirty troggs are so easy to fool. Their hatred for our kin makes it that much easier to direct them and use them as pawns. Amazes me that any kind of alliance could be forged at all, but our kin pose a much greater threat to their existence... at least for now. After the attacks begin though, both sides are gonna be weakened and prone to our own onslaught. Take the homestead south of Helm\'s Bed Lake and await further instructions. Ironforge will be ours. ',0,1),
(831,'In the following pages, you\'ll find a list of the materials necessary to make fire-hardened armor.  Good luck, warrior.\n\n\n-Furen Longbeard\n',832,1),
(832,'Scorched Spider Fangs:$B$BThe incendicite ore that is found in a cave near the vicinity of Thelgen Rock has scorched the spiders that dwell there.$B$BThe venom in their fangs boils and reacts with the fangs themselves to create a very tough substance.',833,1),
(833,'Charred Horns:$B$BMuch like the scorched spider fangs, the charred horns of the chimaera that reside in the Charred Vale, in the Stonetalon Mountains on Kalimdor, possess a much-prized quality. $B$BPounded flat and properly treated, they become extremely resilient to physical stress.',834,1),
(834,'Galvanized Horn:$B$BThe rare galvanized horn\'s toughness is the lynchpin of the entire piece of armor I will create, and so it too must be procured.$B$BIt may be gained from the rare chimaera matriarch in the Charred Vale.',835,1),
(835,'Vial of Phlogiston:$B$BThe last stage of creating the armor will require an extremely hot forge. To produce the needed level of heat I must have a vial of phlogiston.$B$BThe only known maker of this substance is the fabled Quilboar, Roogug, and he will not give it up without a fight. Roogug dwells deep in Razorfen Kraul in the southern Barrens.',0,1),
(850,'In the following pages, you\'ll find a list of the materials necessary to make fire-hardened armor.  Good luck, warrior. -Furen Longbeard ',851,1),
(851,'Scorched Spider Fangs:\n\nThe incendicite ore that is found in a cave near the vicinity of Thelgen Rock has scorched the spiders that dwell there.\n\nThe venom in their fangs boils and reacts with the fangs themselves to create a very tough substance.\n',852,1),
(852,'Charred Horns:\n\nMuch like the scorched spider fangs, the charred horns of the chimaera that reside in the Charred Vale, in the Stonetalon Mountains on Kalimdor, possess a much-prized quality.  \n\nPounded flat and properly treated, they become extremely resilient to physical stress.',853,1),
(853,'Galvanized Horn:\n\nThe rare galvanized horn\'s toughness is the lynchpin of the entire piece of armor I will create, and so it too must be procured.\n\nIt may be gained from the rare chimaera matriarch in the Charred Vale.',854,1),
(854,'Vial of Phlogiston:\n\nThe last stage of creating the armor will require an extremely hot forge.  To produce the needed level of heat I must have a vial of phlogiston.\n\nThe only known maker of this substance is the fabled Quilboar, Roogug, and he will not give it up without a fight.  Roogug dwells deep in Razorfen Kraul in the southern Barrens.',0,1),
(855,'Below you will find that which is needed for my spell to summon the great Cyclonian. May fortune go with you.$B$B--Bath\'rah the Windwatche',856,1),
(856,'Liferoot:\r\n\r\nThis may be gathered from the wilderness, or gained from the Withervine Beasts of Dustwallow Marsh.  It\'s power will be necessary to draw the life essence of Cyclonian to this world.',857,1),
(857,'Bloodscalp Tusks:\r\n\r\nThe tusks of the Bloodscalp Trolls in Stranglethorn Vale have a rare quality.  The depravation of the Bloodscalps is concentrated in their tusks, and if ground into powder their vile powers may be unleashed.',858,1),
(858,'Essence of the Exile:\r\n\r\nThis essence is gained through the fusion of the three charms of the elemental exiles of the Arathi Highlands.  Gather Thundering, Burning and Cresting Charms from the elementals, then place eight of each in my cauldron.  \r\n\r\nFrom the charms, the essence of the exile will form.',0,1),
(870,'Essence of the Exile: This essence is gained through the fusion of the three charms of the elemental exiles of the Arathi Mountains.  Gather Thundering, Burning and Cresting Charms from the elementals, then place eight of each in my cauldron. From the charms, the essence of the exile will form. ',0,1),
(871,'$N,$BBefore I go any further, let me thank you again for everything you\'ve done for my wife and I. You saved her life, and for that, I owe you far more than I could possibly repay in a hundred lives. She is everything to me. If she would have died... well, I don\'t know what I would have done.$B$BHere is the list of things you\'ll need to recover if I am going to forge a holy weapon for you. I put them in order of what I thought was easiest to hardest--I hope that makes it simpler for you.',872,11723),
(872,'Some good whitestone oak - Before it was taken over, the mines below Moonbrook in Westfall had an abundance of the lumber; they used it in the construction of some of their more important lattices and tools because of its resilience to heat and pressure.$B$BIt was brought down there after being shipped from overseas somewhere. It\'s a rare wood that is plenty strong enough to be used in the crafting of your weapon. If any of it\'s left in the mines, then the goblin woodcarvers would have it.',873,11723),
(873,'Refined Ore - There is a dwarf in Thelsamar, a smith that I trained with for some time, named Bailor Stonehand. He makes a very special alloy that I think would be perfect for your weapon. I expected a shipment of the alloy to arrive while I was in Ironforge, but I have yet to hear word from him.$B$BFind him and check on the shipment. And if he\'s no longer in Loch Modan, I would at least know what\'s happened to my old teacher.',874,11723),
(874,'Smithing Hammer - Before the coming of the Plague and Arthas\' betrayal, I lived in a town called Pyrewood, deep within the beautiful forest of Silverpine. The forest isn\'t nearly as beautiful as it once was, and the keep where I learned the secret of steel has long since become corrupt and foul, overrun with creatures of unimaginable evil.$B$BWhen my wife and I made our escape from what is now called Shadowfang Keep, we left some of our most precious possessions.',875,11723),
(875,'Among them, the smithing hammer my father gave me. I doubted it in my youth, but he always told me the hammer was enchanted, and it\'s the last reminder I had of him before he was killed by the Scourge.$B$BBring me my hammer, $N, so I may use it as a focus for my passion. If it is indeed enchanted, then it will only aid us both.$B$BI left it in the stables in the main courtyard of the keep. Unless the creatures there have taken up smithing themselves, then I expect it to still be lying there.',876,11723),
(876,'A Kor Gem - From the tales I\'ve been told, the gems are used by some spell casters to hold energy for their magics, making them even deadlier. A night elf I once helped, Thundris Windweaver, can tell you more since you will be speaking on my behalf. I believe one of the gem\'s stored energies can be used in your weapon\'s creation.$B$BWhen last we spoke, Thundris was in Auberdine a town deep within Darkshore, the corrupted forest that dots the coast underneath the shadow of the night elf homeland.',0,11723),
(877,'A Kor Gem - From the tales I\'ve been told, the gems are used by some spell casters to hold energy for their magics, making them even deadlier. A night elf I once helped, Thundris Windweaver, can tell you more since you will be speaking on my behalf. I believe one of the gem\'s stored energies can be used in your weapon\'s creation.$B$BWhen last we spoke, Thundris was in Auberdine a town deep within Darkshore, the corrupted forest that dots the coast underneath the shadow of the night elf homeland.',0,1),
(890,'A Kor Gem - From the tales I\'ve been told, the gems are used by some spell casters to hold energy for their magics, making them even deadlier. A night elf I once helped, Thundris Windweaver, can tell you more since you will be speaking on my behalf. I believe one of the gem\'s stored energies can be used in your weapon\'s creation. When last we spoke, Thundris was in Auberdine a town deep within Darkshore, the corrupted forest that dots the coast underneath the shadow of the night elf homeland. ',0,1),
(891,'The swirling symbols and pictograms that fill the pages of this manual are esoteric beyond comprehension.',0,1),
(910,'The swirling symbols and pictograms that fill the pages of this manual are esoteric beyond comprehension. ',0,1),
(911,'Get a Jade.  They hide in many different places.  They are rare, but if you  speak with a blacksmith or engineer they might have one or two to spare.',991,11403),
(930,'Get a Jade.  They hide in many different places.  They are rare, but if you  speak with a blacksmith or engineer they might have one or two to spare. ',991,1),
(931,'$N, below are the items needed to create your armor:\n\r\n\rSmokey iron ingots from the Windshear kobolds in the Windshear mine in the Stonetalon Mountains.\n\r\n\rPowdered azurite from the Hillsbrad miners in Hillsbrad.\n\r\n\rIron bars from miners, or from iron deposits if you are a miner.\n\r\n\rVial of phlogiston, from a quilboar named Roogug in Razorfen Kraul.\n\r',0,1),
(950,'$N, below are the items needed to create your armor: Smokey iron ingots from the Windshear kobolds in the Windshear mine in the Stonetalon Mountains. Powdered azurite from the Hillsbrad miners in Hillsbrad. Iron bars from miners, or from iron deposits if you are a miner. Vial of phlogiston, from a quilboar named Roogug in Razorfen Kraul. ',0,1),
(951,'(Only portions of the journal are legible through the stains.)$B$BUldaman, Day 3$B$BI cannot believe how foolish I was.  To be blind-sided by the foul Shadowforge dwarves was a novice\'s feat.  My wounds heal slowly; surely I am poisoned.  I feel my energy sap away.  I must scout ahead nonetheless...$B$B...make matters worse, the necklace the gnome made for me has been shattered!  Three of the largest gems set into it have been lost.  I must find them; without them the necklace is powerless...',971,12340),
(953,'The Lay of Ameth\'Aran\n\r\n\rLong had the children of the stars dwelled upon the banks of the shimmering waters of the eternal well. To all was known that Elune, Light of the Eternal Twilight, Aspect and Goddess of the Moon, dwelt within its waters at such time that she rested from her works. Upon the shores of the well did the children of the stars, favored of elune, build their homes. Even as their gaze was trained ever skyward, into the moonlit night.',0,1),
(954,'The Fall of Ameth\'Aran\n\r\n\rThe Earth trembled as the ancient trees in the enchanted forest were uprooted and toppled. The groves and glades tended by the sons and daughters of Cenarius and the stone towers of the Children of the Stars were brought to the rolling ground. There was our Queen, radiant even in the desperation, in the chaos that was the battles. The enchanted sky changed colors with the discharge of magic, with the explosions that threatened to tear the world asunder.',0,1),
(970,'(Only portions of the journal are legible through the stains.) Uldaman, Day 3 I cannot believe how foolish I was.  To be blind-sided by the foul Shadowforge dwarves was a novice\'s feat.  My wounds heal slowly; surely I am poisoned.  I feel my energy sap away.  I must scout ahead nonetheless... ...make matters worse, the necklace the gnome made for me has been shattered!  Three of the largest gems set into it have been lost.  I must find them; without them the necklace is powerless... ',971,1),
(971,'Uldaman, Day 4$B$B...first clue revealed itself deep within Uldaman, as one of the most savage troggs I have ever seen was brandishing about a large sapphire -- one I wager that would fit perfectly into the necklace.  I overheard one of the Shadowforge dwarves mention the beasts name: Grimlok.  The cadre of guardians this brute Grimlok has, however...',972,12340),
(972,'Uldaman, Day 5$B$B...the trogg, then taking the topaz from his slain \"brethren\", marched into the side cave near the front of the hall...$B$B...quick to place the topaz in a large, conspicuous urn toward the back of the chamber...$B$B...of all things, dwarves!  Three of them, to boot.  They\'re barricaded against the troggs currently.  Calling to them would have been a call for suicide, lest I be overran by the foul troggs in my weakened state.  Once I know the third gem, however, I shall...',973,12340),
(973,'Uldaman, Day 6$B$B...so very hungry.  I am out of supplies, and would consider moldy bread to be a feast at this point.  I witnessed a trogg\'s head turn into a juicy steak right in front of my very eyes...',974,12340),
(974,'Uldaman, Day 7$B$B...last chance at redemtion for my failures.  I believe the ruby is in the last barricaded area the dwarves have against the troggs.  Their battles, no doubt over the gems and the other artifacts from this site, rage continuously.  It would be just like those vile dwarves to hide it somewhere there.  Regardless, I must make a move one way or another.  Perhaps a mad dash to the surface is the best course...',0,12340),
(990,'Uldaman, Day 7 ...last chance at redemtion for my failures.  I believe the ruby is in the last barricaded area the dwarves have against the troggs.  Their battles, no doubt over the gems and the other artifacts from this site, rage continuously.  It would be just like those vile dwarves to hide it somewhere there.  Regardless, I must make a move one way or another.  Perhaps a mad dash to the surface is the best course... ',0,1),
(991,'Get a Bolt Charged Bramble.  To get one of those, gather 10 Witherbark Totem Sticks from the Witherbark Trolls of the Arathi Highlands.  Bring the sticks to the Circle of Outer Binding, a circle of stones in those same highlands.  Place the sticks on the center stone in the circle and wait for lightning to strike it.  When it does, the Bolt Charged Bramble will be formed.',0,11403),
(992,'The bearer of this certificate is entitled to the respect and regard that any first rate pilferer and thief deserves.',0,1),
(1010,'The bearer of this certificate is entitled to the respect and regard that any first rate pilferer and thief deserves. ',0,1),
(1011,'I have found a method to enter the Chamber of Khaz\'mul!$B$BTake the Medallion of Gni\'kiv from my chest.$B$BDefeat the trogg Revelosh in the chamber before the map room and retrieve the Shaft of Tsol.$B$BJoin the medallion and the shaft into the Staff of Prehistoria.$B$BUse the staff in the map room to unlock the door to the Chamber of Khaz\'mul.$B$BDo these things, and the chamber will be yours!$B-Baelog',0,12340),
(1030,'I have found a method to enter the Chamber of Khaz\'mul! Take the Medallion of Gni\'kiv from my chest. Defeat the trogg Revelosh in the chamber before the map room and retrieve the Shaft of Tsol. Join the medallion and the shaft into the Staff of Prehistoria. Use the staff in the map room to unlock the door to the Chamber of Khaz\'mul. Do these things, and the chamber will be yours! -Baelog ',0,1),
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(1051,'The guards of this tower seem to be especially weak to my attacks. As I was scouting the backside of the tower, a patroller spotted me and attacked. I was able to easily dispatch the guard with a timely gouge followed by a backstab. \n\nI waited in hiding for her partner to come investigate the commotion. The patroller came towards the bushes where I had dragged the corpse and began a search. Slowly, carefully, I crept up behind him, not wanting my ambush to be discovered. ',1052,1),
(1052,'When the opportunity was made available, I thrust my dagger into his backside! His lungs quickly gave way under the force of the attack as his corpse hit the ground with a dull thud.\n\nIt had been such a fast and violent ambush that the poor fool did not even have the time to scream in pain. Curiously, when I removed the blade from his backside, a foul odor leaked out of the perforated patroller.\n\n',1053,1),
(1053,'It would appear that whatever it is that Klaven has locked away in the chest is having adverse effects upon the inhabitants of the tower. I suspect that the other guards may have similar weaknesses and perhaps, even Klaven himself has fallen victim to the fallout. \n\nAgent Amber Kearnen\nSI:7 Ground Level Operative, R8',0,1),
(1071,'Commander,\n\nReturn to Orgrimmar. Your forces inadequate. Must reanalyze our position based upon new information.\n\nLarge number of Shadowsworn and Ogres present. Demons guard the Dark Portal.\n\n-Thrall, Warchief of the Horde\n',0,1),
(1090,'It would appear that whatever it is that Klaven has locked away in the chest is having adverse effects upon the inhabitants of the tower. I suspect that the other guards may have similar weaknesses and perhaps, even Klaven himself has fallen victim to the fallout. Agent Amber Kearnen SI:7 Ground Level Operative, R8 ',0,1),
(1091,'The Mallet of Zul\'Farrak$B$BTo create the Mallet of Zul\'Farrak, one must first travel to the Altar of Zul and obtain the sacred mallet from a troll Keeper.$B$BNext, one must bring the sacred mallet to the altar atop of the troll city of Jintha\'alor.$B$BUsing the sacred mallet at the altar will infuse it with power, and transform it into the Mallet of Zul\'Farrak.$B',0,12340),
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(1151,'The Venture Company <illegible text> It would seem that the fools nearly wiped out their entire operation in trying to stabilize the mixture.\n\n<several pages appear to be torn out>\n\n',1152,1),
(1152,'What I have noticed is that the fallout is extremely lethal. Imagine if <illegible text> Hahaha! ',1153,1),
(1153,'Am I going mad? Today I severed the head of one of my most trusted patrollers in order to get a better look at their soul. As I peered down their severed breathing passage, it occurred to me: I had not eaten anything in days!\n',1154,1),
(1154,'Mathias Shaw has sent an errand boy to kill me. <illegible text>\n\nHe patrols outside now. Mindless, lifeless drone.\n\nHahahah!',1155,1),
(1155,'VanCleef...<illegible text>\n\nCalled me IN?? WHO DOES HE THINK HE IS?? I am Klaven Mortwake! I shall not be told what to do by an insect!\n\n<the rest of the pages in the book are missing>',0,1),
(1156,'Curgle, $B$BI have been eagerly awaiting your newest invention. I can\'t wait to begin using it to document my studies.$B$BPlease entrust it to my messenger.$B$B$BWith kindest regards,$B$BDaryn Lightwind',0,11723),
(1170,'Curgle, I have been eagerly awaiting your newest invention. I can\'t wait to begin using it to document my studies. Please entrust it to my messenger. With kindest regards, Daryn Lightwind ',0,1),
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(1211,'WALKING YOUR GOPHER$B$BThe snufflenose gopher likes small, dark places.  And it is very shy.$B$BIf you wish to walk your gopher, then you must take it to a place that feels like home.  And you MUST take it to where your gopher can smell its favorite food: blueleaf tubers!$B$BThe closest such place is the \"trench\" area of Razorfen Kraul.  If you open your crate near the trench, and your gopher can smell any nearby tubers, then he will venture out and follow you.$B$B$B',1212,12340),
(1212,'THE SNUFFLENOSE COMMAND STICK(tm)$B$BThe snufflenose gopher is an amazing animal.  Not only does it inspire love and affection from even the most ornery plainstrider, it can smell a buried blueleaf tuber from up to fifty yards away!$B$BIf you wish to send your gopher to find a tuber, then you may use our (separately sold) patented snufflenose  command stick.  $B$BDirection following on next page...',1213,12340),
(1213,'All of our gophers are highly trained, and merely waving your command stick will send a nearby gopher into \"search mode.\"  The gopher will then sniff for a tuber and if he smells one, he\'ll move toward it and dig it up.$B$BIf you wave the command stick again while the gopher is searching for a tuber, then it will stop its search and happily return to your side.$B$BWe are confident that you\'ll find our gophers well trained, useful and squeezably soft additions to your party!',1214,12340),
(1214,'It pains us to mention that we at Snuff Inc. have received reports that some greedy tuber hunters care little for the safety of their lovable pets and send them into dark, dangerous nooks and cranies in search of tubers.$B$BWe do not condone such irresponsible behavior, but in the efforts of customer satisfaction we have included a warranty with every gopher sold, allowing new owners to return to their point of purchase and replace lost pets.$B$BHappy Hunting!$B',0,12340),
(1231,'This proof of deed is to verify that $n slew Margol the Rager, scourge of the searing gorge.$B$BThe Ironforge museum recognizes this achievement and thanks the bearer for their generous contribution.$B$B-Head Curator Thorius Stonetender',0,1),
(1251,'These months have given me time to ponder, to shuffle loose my old beliefs and bigotries. Alliance? Horde? Good? Evil? The meanings of these words, once so clear, now blur as my eyes gaze across the boundless sea.$B$BI now know what matters. The bananas are after me.$B$BPerched high in their tree, they eye me with cool malevolence. And the last one I tried to eat nearly gagged me! I could almost hear it scream as I smashed it, half bitten, on sea rocks.$B$BIt\'s war, and I will win it.',0,1),
(1270,'It pains us to mention that we at Snuff Inc. have received reports that some greedy tuber hunters care little for the safety of their lovable pets and send them into dark, dangerous nooks and cranies in search of tubers. We do not condone such irresponsible behavior, but in the efforts of customer satisfaction we have included a warranty with every gopher sold, allowing new owners to return to their point of purchase and replace lost pets. Happy Hunting! ',0,1),
(1271,'The Engineering Disciplines$B$BWhile it is arguable which race first devised the science of engineering on Azeroth, there is little argument as to which races are the main proponents of it in modern times: the gnomes and the goblins.  Their dedication to engineering as a collective whole has not only fueled fantastic inventions in what is arguably a magical Age of Invention, but it also fueled their intense racial rivalry.  Nowhere is this more evident than in their divergent disciplines. ',1272,1),
(1272,'Gnome Engineering$B$BThe gnomes as a race tend to excel in the design of items intended to manipulate and control the world around them.  While they maintain a cursory understanding of explosives and weaponry, gnome engineering focuses instead on items that quite literally try to make life easier and more accessible.  It is a discipline of theoretical possibilities made reality through gnomish know-how.  Some possibilities, however, are never fully realized. ',1273,1),
(1273,'Goblin Engineering$B$BAs a race that finds itself as neutral in almost every conflict, goblins have taken great steps to turn science into profit.  They embrace the practical applications of engineering, as evident in their radical designs of explosives, firearms, and machinery.  Goblin engineering only maintains a passing interest in engineering theory; their inventions usually don\'t have the issue of not working, but rather working too well.  It is certainly not for the faint of heart. ',1274,1),
(1274,'Discipline Study$B$BGnomes and goblins protect their knowledge from each other to such lengths that it is nigh impossible to access both sets of disciplines simultaneously.  Each race, regardless of political affiliations, keeps the knowledge of these disciplines available only to those who agree to forgo pursuit of the other\'s discipline.  If a student chooses to embrace gnome engineering, for example, then no knowledge of goblin engineering will ever be made available to them. ',1275,1),
(1275,'Permanent Decisions$B$BThe previous section highlighted an important point about the two engineering disciplines that must be reiterated for the sake of education.  A decision to engage in either of the two disciplines means that the opposing discipline\'s schemata will not be available for study.  While such finality may be daunting to the layman engineer, the seasoned one understands that gnomes and goblins guard their secrets with complete fervor; some knowledge is always better than none. ',1276,1),
(1276,'Quotes$B$B\"You want to know about goblin engineering?  Try asking one of their best and brightest engineers about it - I think his name is \'Nubby Stumpfingers\'.  Want to know why he\'s named that?  THAT\'S goblin engineering.\"$B-- Ringo Tragediction, gnome engineer$B$B\"Say what you want about us goblins, but I will tell you this: WE HAVE EXPLOSIVES!\"$B-- Yazz Nitrospork, goblin bombardier ',1277,1),
(1277,'More Quotes!$B$B\"Know that feeling you get when you finish making something and turn it on for the first time to experience the power and joy of invention as your device springs to life?  Gnomes don\'t.\"$B-- Nixx Sprocketspring, Master Goblin Engineer of Gadgetzan$B$B\"Engineering is about taking fantasy and making it fantastic!\"$B-- Rovis McCrankenspank, gnome inventor',0,1),
(1291,'The Conjuring of the Beast:$B$BTo conjure the Felhound Tracker, you must use the supplied Fel Orb.$B$BNotes:$B$BThe conjured Felhound Tracker will only remain as an entity in this world for thirty minutes.$B$BThe conjured Felhound Tracker will only assist you in finding Azsharite formations.$B$BThe conjured Felhound Tracker WILL NOT do the following: Tricks, attack anything, assist anything, dance, destroy arcane beings.$B$BNext page please...',1292,1),
(1292,'The Control of the Beast:$B$BFelhound Trackers only respond to beastial roars. In order to get your Felhound Tracker to track Azsharite formations, you must roar at it with vigor! (Target the Felhound Tracker and /roar).$B$BWhen the Felhound Tracker locates a formation, he will sprint to the formation with little to no regard for the entities that surround him. While you do not need to protect the Felhound, you may want to stay close so that you do not lose him.',1293,1),
(1293,'The Disposal of the Beast:$B$BAfter thirty minutes, the beast will return to its home in the Nether.$B$BNote:$B$BIn its fervor, the beast MAY run off cliffs or fall off a mountain. Don\'t mourn the loss of the Felhound Tracker, summon another one instead.',0,1),
(1310,'More Quotes!$B$B\"Know that feeling you get when you finish making something and turn it on for the first time to experience the power and joy of invention as your device springs to life?  Gnomes don\'t.\"$B-- Nixx Sprocketspring, Master Goblin Engineer of Gadgetzan$B$B\"Engineering is about taking fantasy and making it fantastic!\"$B-- Rovis McCrankenspank, gnome inventor ',0,1),
(1311,'To Whom It May Concern:$B$BIf you are reading this note, then you are in one of two places:$B$B(1) On the southern peninsula of Azshara.$B$B(2) Inside the belly of a Cliff Giant.$B$BBoth equally undesirable. $B$BIt should be noted that I was the former at one time and as of the writing of this letter, the latter.',1312,1),
(1312,'Being inside the belly of a giant gives one time for reflection. $B$BAs my body crystallizes, I have come to the conclusion that perhaps there are enough heroes in this world. Should I somehow make it out of this predicament I am going to ring that orc\'s ghostly neck!$B$B- Windan Shay',0,1),
(1313,'What was I thinking? Perhaps a better question would be: What am I doing writing a note while I\'m sitting captive inside the stomach of a giant? Both good questions that I have no immediate answer for... Admittedly, mine was not a mission of good will. I came in search of Azsharite, a unique crystal to southern Azshara. Oh the riches I would have had! Bah! Now look at me... ',1314,1),
(1314,'Should any manner of intelligent life find this note, they must ask themselves something: \"Why in the hell are they romping around with violent thirty foot tall giants?\"\n\r\n\r- Mook',0,1),
(1330,'Should any manner of intelligent life find this note, they must ask themselves something: \"Why in the hell are they romping around with violent thirty foot tall giants?\" - Mook ',0,1),
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(1392,'Brother Neals,$B$BMy grapes are saved!  $N, the bearer of this manifest, braved my thug-infested vineyard and gathered the grapes that I could not.  Although the Defias still roam across the river, nearly my entire crop has been salvaged.$B$BYou may add a full load of grape bushels to your stores.$B$BMay the Light protect us,$B-Milly Osworth',0,11403),
(1430,'Brother Neals, My grapes are saved!  $N, the bearer of this manifest, braved my thug-infested vineyard and gathered the grapes that I could not.  Although the Defias still roam across the river, nearly my entire crop has been salvaged. You may add a full load of grape bushels to your stores. May the Light protect us, -Milly Osworth ',0,1),
(1431,'Vorfalk Irongourd$B$BVorfalk works the store room of the Grim Guzzler, and his sacrifice to the Dark Keepers runs deep.$B$BMay his spirit hold strong.',0,11723),
(1432,'Bethek Stormbrow$B$BBethek\'s wanderings take him deep within Blackrock.  The secrets of the mountain beckon him.$B$BMay his spirit never falter.',0,12340),
(1433,'Uggel Hammerhand\n\r\n\rUggel is a skilled and solemn chiseler, and when not burdened with the dark key, his hands shape great works in the Hall of Crafting.',0,1),
(1434,'Zimrel Darktooth$B$BWhen the madness of the dark key takes hold of Zimrel, only the screams of the dying can soothe him.$B$BFor his sacrifice, he will always have a bench above the arena.  May our blood sports temper the rage in his heart.',0,11723),
(1435,'Ofgut Stonefist Those fallen before Dark Keeper Ofgut\'s hammer cannot be counted. The soldiers of the West Garrison bow in awe as he passes.  For who among them can look into the eyes of Ofgut and see the secrets the dark key whispers? ',0,1),
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(1470,'Pelver Deepstomp Dark Keeper Pelver is our most honored disciple.  He has borne the key for longer than any, and it has cost him dearly.  When he is called for his burden, he is guarded in the Domicile. His sacrifice is cherished, and he will remain in our hearts for many years... after the darkness takes him. ',0,1),
(1471,'Solomon,$B$BThe carrier of this decree has been granted official status as an acting deputy of Stormwind. You may use $g him:her\n\r',0,1),
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(1511,'<HTML>\n<BODY>\n<H1 align=\"center\">\nChapter 1: THE NORTHERN PYLON\n</H1>\n<BR/>\n<BR/>\n<IMG src=\"Interface\\Pictures\\11482_crystals_mini_north\" align=\"left\"/>\n<P align=\"right\">\nThe Northern\n<BR/>\nPylon accepts\n<BR/>\nyellow, red,\n<BR/>\nand green\n<BR/>\ncrystals.\n</P>\n<BR/>\n<BR/>\n<BR/>\n<BR/>\n<P align=\"left\">\nThe Pylon focuses on the energy that can be created using yellow crystals as the main source of power.\n</P>\n</BODY>\n</HTML>\n',1512,11723),
(1512,'<HTML>\n<BODY>\n<H1 align=\"center\">\nNorthern Crystal Combinations\n</H1>\n<BR/>\n<P align=\"left\">\nThere are two possible effects: one that will produce damage, and one that will negate damage.\n</P>\n<BR/>\n<P align=\"left\">\nCRYSTAL CHARGE: Requires red and yellow crystals.\n<BR/>\nThis will produce a large explosion.\n</P>\n<BR/>\n<P align=\"left\">\nCRYSTAL RESTORE: Requires yellow and green crystals.\n<BR/>\nThis will provide you with a healing aura.\n</P>\n</BODY>\n</HTML>\n',1513,11723),
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(1514,'<HTML>\n<BODY>\n<H1 align=\"center\">\nChapter 2: THE EASTERN PYLON\n</H1>\n<BR/>\n<BR/>\n<IMG src=\"Interface\\Pictures\\11482_crystals_mini_east\" align=\"left\"/>\n<P align=\"right\">\nThe Eastern\n<BR/>\nPylon accepts\n<BR/>\nblue, yellow,\n<BR/>\nand green\n<BR/>\ncrystals.\n</P>\n<BR/>\n<BR/>\n<BR/>\n<BR/>\n<P align=\"left\">\nThe Pylon focuses on the energy that can be created using blue crystals as the main source of power.\n</P>\n</BODY>\n</HTML>\n',1515,11723),
(1515,'<HTML>\n<BODY>\n<H1 align=\"center\">\nEastern Crystal Combinations\n</H1>\n<BR/>\n<P align=\"left\">\nThere are two possible effects: one provides bonus to spirit, and one that creates a damaging shield.\n</P>\n<BR/>\n<P align=\"left\">\nCRYSTAL FORCE: Requires blue and green crystals.\n<BR/>\nThis will provide you with an increase in spirit.\n</P>\n<BR/>\n<P align=\"left\">\nCRYSTAL SPIRE: Requires blue and yellow crystals.\n<BR/>\nThis will create a shield that does damage to attackers.\n</P>\n</BODY>\n</HTML>\n',1516,11723),
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(1531,'<HTML>\n<BODY>\n<H1 align=\"center\">\nChapter 3: THE WESTERN PYLON\n</H1>\n<BR/>\n<BR/>\n<IMG src=\"Interface\\Pictures\\11482_crystals_mini_west\" align=\"left\"/>\n<P align=\"right\">\nThe Western\n<BR/>\nPylon accepts\n<BR/>\nred, green,\n<BR/>\nand blue\n<BR/>\ncrystals.\n</P>\n<BR/>\n<BR/>\n<BR/>\n<BR/>\n<P align=\"left\">\nThe Pylon focuses on the energy that can be created using red crystals as the main source of power.\n</P>\n</BODY>\n</HTML>',1532,11723),
(1532,'<HTML>\n<BODY>\n<H1 align=\"center\">\nWestern Crystal Combinations\n</H1>\n<BR/>\n<P align=\"left\">\nThere are two possible effects: one that increases your protection from damage, and one that weakens an enemy\'s defenses.\n</P>\n<BR/>\n<P align=\"left\">\nCRYSTAL WARD: Requires red and green crystals.\n<BR/>\nThis will provide you with an increase to armor.\n</P>\n<BR/>\n<P align=\"left\">\nCRYSTAL YIELD: Requires blue and red crystals.\n<BR/>\nThis can lower the armor of a specific target.\n</P>\n</BODY>\n</HTML>',1533,11723),
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(1551,'Greetings and Salutations, Adventurers!\n\nI, Krinkle Goodsteel, have need of those willing to put themselves at risk in order to complete some of my most arduous tasks. Because of my many duties and the workload I\'ve managed to take upon myself, I ensure that anyone brave enough to complete this list of items and return them to me intact will be paid handsomely. \n\nThe list is contained on the following pages...',1552,1),
(1552,'Solid Crystal Leg Shafts - \n\nThe Glassweb spiders of Searing Gorge are made of an incredible crystal-like material. Their legs, if not damaged when they\'re killed, make for a wonderful conductor in some of my companions\' engineering experiments.\n\nI will need a number of them to test  upon. The spiders having eight possible legs themselves should be no problem for a stalwart warrior or practiced mage.',1553,1),
(1553,'An Overdue Package -\n\nI hired someone who I thought was a reliable pilot to bring me a package from Theramore. I was apparently wrong. And even though the pilot lived to tell the tale, he left his entire zepplin and all of its cargo behind to save his own neck.\n\nWell, I need that package back. From what Beezil tells me, he crashed just west of the bay in Dustwallow Marsh. It went down just after he crossed the hills along the water\'s edge.\n\nHmmm... never did tell me what caused him to crash... ',1554,1),
(1554,'Goodsteel\'s Balanced Flameberge - \n\nFinally, I want one of my finest works of blacksmithing to date. This flameberge was an incredible sword that I bestowed upon what I thought was a very honorable and great warrior. Well, he was trounced by a murloc named Jarquai? Something like that. \n\nIt was while he was traveling along the coast of the Swamp of Sorrows when he thought to attack the creature. He failed and apparently fled, but not before leaving the weapon behind for this murloc to take.',1556,1),
(1555,'Goodsteel\'s Balanced Flameberge - Finally, I want one of my finest works of blacksmithing to date. This flameberge was an incredible sword that I bestowed upon what I thought was a very honorable and great warrior. Well, he was trounced by a murloc named Jarquai? Something like that. It was while he was traveling along the coast of the Swamp of Sorrows when he thought to attack the creature. He failed and apparently fled, but not before leaving the weapon behind for this murloc to take. ',1556,1),
(1556,'Find me these items and return to Gadgetzan with them all, along with this ledger, and I will reward you. ',0,1),
(1590,'Find me these items and return to Gadgetzan with them all, along with this ledger, and I will reward you. ',0,1),
(1591,'This anvil is the property of Jordan Stilwell - Please do NOT use!$B$B- Jordan',0,11723),
(1610,'This anvil is the property of Jordan Stilwell - Please do NOT use! - Jordan ',0,1),
(1611,'<The pages are covered in ancient elven runes.>\n\r\n\rThe pages herein contain memories of events that transpired in the collection and creation of the reagents required to craft lesser arcanum.\n\r\n\rMay our enemies never gain access to these libram.\n\r\n\rMay I live to see the pallid light of the moon shine upon Quel\'Thalas once again.\n\r\n\rMay I die but for the grace of Kael\'thas.\n\r\n\rMay I kill for the glory of Illidan.\n\r\n\r-Master Kariel Winthalus',1642,1),
(1630,'<The pages are covered in ancient elven runes.> The pages herein contain memories of events that transpired in the collection and creation of the reagents required to craft lesser arcanum. May our enemies never gain access to these libram. May I live to see the pallid light of the moon shine upon Quel\'Thalas once again. May I die but for the grace of Kael\'thas. May I kill for the glory of Illidan. -Master Kariel Winthalus ',1642,1),
(1631,'<The pages are covered in ancient elven runes.>$B$BThe pages herein contain memories of events that transpired in the collection and creation of the reagents required to craft lesser arcanum.$B$BMay our enemies never gain access to these libram. $B$BMay I live to see the pallid light of the moon shine upon Quel\'Thalas once again.$B$BMay I die but for the grace of Kael\'thas.$B$BMay I kill for the glory of Illidan.$B$B-Master Kariel Winthalus',1635,11159),
(1632,'<The pages are covered in ancient elven runes.>\n\nThe pages herein contain memories of events that transpired in the collection and creation of the reagents required to craft lesser arcanum.\n\nMay our enemies never gain access to these libram. \n\nMay I live to see the pallid light of the moon shine upon Quel\'Thalas once again.\n\nMay I die but for the grace of Kael\'thas.\n\nMay I kill for the glory of Illidan.\n\n-Master Kariel Winthalus',1639,1),
(1633,'<The pages are covered in ancient elven runes.> The pages herein contain memories of events that transpired in the collection and creation of the reagents required to craft lesser arcanum. May our enemies never gain access to these libram. May I live to see the pallid light of the moon shine upon Quel\'Thalas once again. May I die but for the grace of Kael\'thas. May I kill for the glory of Illidan. -Master Kariel Winthalus ',1645,1),
(1634,'<The pages are covered in ancient elven runes.>$B$BThe pages herein contain memories of events that transpired in the collection and creation of the reagents required to craft lesser arcanum.$B$BMay our enemies never gain access to these libram. $B$BMay I live to see the pallid light of the moon shine upon Quel\'Thalas once again.$B$BMay I die but for the grace of Kael\'thas.$B$BMay I kill for the glory of Illidan.$B$B-Master Kariel Winthalus',1649,12340),
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(1691,'Hi Felnok!$B$BMy studies in the Burning Steppes are proceeding splendidly.  And I owe $N a lot for all $ghis:her; help!  Here\'s what I need to continue:$B$BA steelcoil bumber-bitzel$BA 17-gauge ice-spanner$B12 pounds of duck feathers$BA jar of that glue you make$B$BThanks a lot Felnok, and when we see each other again remind me not to put coal in your boots!$B$B-Tinkee',0,11723),
(1710,'Hi Felnok! My studies in the Burning Steppes are proceeding splendidly.  And I owe $N a lot for all $ghis:her; help!  Here\'s what I need to continue: A steelcoil bumber-bitzel A 17-guage ice-spanner 12 pounds of duck feathers A jar of that glue you make Thanks a lot Felnok, and when we see each other again remind me not to put coal in your boots! -Tinkee ',0,1),
(1711,'Urgent message to Cliffwatcher Longhorn$b$bA large Centaur force from Camp E\'thok have raided one of our supply caravans. All members of the caravan were lost as well as all supplies. This was a bold, unprecedented attack by the Centaurs and I fear there may be more.',0,1),
(1730,'Urgent message to Cliffwatcher Longhorn$b$bA large Centaur force from Camp E\'thok have raided one of our supply caravans. All members of the caravan were lost as well as all supplies. This was a bold, unprecedented attack by the Centaurs and I fear there may be more. ',0,1),
(1731,'Here lies King Terenas Menethil II -- Last True King of Lordaeron.$B$BGreat were his deeds -- long was his reign -- unthinkable was his death. $B$B         \"May the Father lie blameless for the deeds of the son. $B          May the bloodied crown stay lost and forgotten.\"$B',0,12340),
(1750,'Here lies King Terenas Menethil II -- Last True King of Lordaeron. Great were his deeds -- long was his reign -- unthinkable was his death.          \"May the Father lie blameless for the deeds of the son.           May the bloodied crown stay lost and forgotten.\" ',0,1),
(1751,'The remains of the gargantuan red dragon were found in the Wetlands shortly after the Battle of Grim Batol. Tyrannistrasz was rumored to have been the elder consort of the Dragonqueen, Alextrasza. ',0,11723),
(1752,'This petrified talon was found off of the southern coasts of Stranglethorn. Ecologists believe this talon to be that of an ancient sun roc. Though the creatures feature prominently in primitive tauren mythological cycles, the existence of this talon suggests the creatures truly existed at some point. ',0,11723),
(1753,'The largest of the plainstrider birds, the Geru are few in number and rarely encountered. ',0,11723),
(1754,'This is a scale replica of Toothgnasher\'s skeleton. The legendary ram was a wonder of Khaz Modan and the subject of many tales of dwarven folklore. To this day, ecologists have been unable to account for the ram\'s freakish size or physical stamina. ',0,11723),
(1755,'Found in the remote rainforest of the Un\'Goro Crater, this egg once held an embryonic Devilsaur. The saurial\'s genetic material has proven invaluable to League ecologists who are closer than ever to devising a serum for the devilsaurs\' debilitating venom. ',0,11723),
(1756,'This intact pteradon skeleton was recovered from the remote Un\'Goro Crater. Based on the skeletal structure, it is clear that this specific genus has not yet been encountered. This skeleton could have been preserved for any number of centuries beneath the region\'s rich soil. ',0,11723),
(1757,'Recovered from the undersea ruins of Suramar, this functional astrolabe was crafted by the highborne night elves nearly twelve thousand years ago. The highborne, obsessed with magic, the occult and astronomy, developed a series of ingenious apparatuses. This device provides invaluable insights into the ancient night elves\' level of scientific understanding.',0,11723),
(1758,'These ancient pieces of earthenware were recovered from the Uldaman excavation. Though they hold little in the way of suggestive runes or hieroglyphs, they do provide a telling look at the craftsmanship and day to day accessories of the ancient dwarven race.',0,12340),
(1759,'These etched relief runners were perhaps the most significant find within the first chambers of Uldaman. The etchings clearly suggest a tie between the golem-like earthen and the dwarven race. Should further evidence arise, the theories of our supposed creation by the mythic titans could prove to be true. ',0,12340),
(1760,'Found in the sweltering wastes of the Tanaris desert, this peculiar egg remains a mystery to modern ecologists. Dating tests suggest the egg could be up to a thousand years old. Though certain elements denote insectoid structure, its true origins cannot be discerned.  The species that lays such distinct eggs still remains to be discovered. ',0,11723),
(1761,'This remnant from the Second War serves as a stirring reminder of just how perilously close the Horde came to conquering Ironforge Mountain.',0,12340),
(1762,'These demon plates were worn by the creature that first cursed our people with bloodlust. By the heroic act of one brave orc - he was defeated. Mannoroth the Destructor is no more. Let these plates always remind us of how far we\'ve come and how hard we fought to regain our honor.$B$B- Thrall, Warchief of the Horde',0,12340),
(1771,'This remnant from the Second War serves as a stirring reminder of just how perilously close the Horde came to conquering Ironforge Mountain. ',0,1),
(1772,'Wyrmthalak, I have been given direct orders from your master, Nefarian, to punish you as I see fit should any more outsiders make it inside the citadel. Do not forget whom commands you, reptile. The son of Blackhand: Master of blade and battle. The one true Warchief. -Rend ',0,1),
(1773,'Over time, demonic entities made their way into the Titans\' worlds from the Twisting Nether, and the Pantheon elected its greatest warrior, Sargeras, to act as its first line of defense. A noble giant of molten bronze, Sargeras carried out his duties for countless millennia, seeking out and destroying these demons wherever he could find them. Over the eons, Sargeras encountered two powerful demonic races, both of which were bent on gaining power and dominance over the physical universe.',1774,12340),
(1774,'The eredar, an insidious race of devilish sorcerers, used their warlock magics to invade and enslave a number of worlds. The indigenous races of those worlds were mutated by the eredar\'s malevolent powers and turned into demons themselves.',1775,12340),
(1775,'Though Sargeras\' nearly limitless powers were more than enough to defeat the vile eredar, he was greatly troubled by the creatures\' corruption and all-consuming evil. Incapable of fathoming such depravity, the great Titan began to slip into a brooding depression. Despite his growing unease, Sargeras rid the universe of the warlocks by trapping them within a corner of the Twisting Nether.',1776,12340),
(1776,'While his confusion and misery deepened, Sargeras was forced to contend with another group intent on disrupting the Titans\' order: the Nathrezim. This dark race of vampiric demons (also known as dreadlords) conquered a number of populated worlds by possessing their inhabitants and turning them to the shadow. ',1777,12340),
(1777,'The nefarious, scheming dreadlords turned whole nations against one another by manipulating them into unthinking hatred and mistrust. Sargeras defeated the Nathrezim easily, but their corruption affected him deeply.',1778,12340),
(1778,'As doubt and despair overwhelmed Sargeras\' senses, he lost all faith not only in his mission, but also in the Titans\' vision of an ordered universe. Eventually he came to believe that the concept of order itself was folly, and that chaos and depravity were the only absolutes within the dark, lonely universe. ',1779,12340),
(1779,'His fellow Titans tried to persuade him of his error and calm his raging emotions, but he disregarded their more optimistic beliefs as self-serving delusions. Storming from their ranks forever, Sargeras set out to find his own place in the universe. Although the Pantheon was sorrowful at his departure, the Titans could never have predicted just how far their lost brother would go.',1780,12340),
(1780,'By the time Sargeras\' madness had consumed the last vestiges of his valiant spirit, he believed that the Titans themselves were responsible for creation\'s failure. Deciding, at last, to undo their works throughout the universe, he resolved to form an unstoppable army that would set the physical universe aflame.',1781,12340),
(1781,'Even Sargeras\' titanic form became distorted from the corruption that plagued his once-noble heart. His eyes, hair, and beard erupted in fire, and his metallic bronze skin split open to reveal an endless furnace of blistering hate.',1782,12340),
(1782,'In his fury, Sargeras shattered the prisons of the eredar and the Nathrezim and set the loathsome demons free. These cunning creatures bowed before the dark Titan\'s vast rage and offered to serve him in whatever malicious ways they could. From the ranks of the powerful Eredar, Sargeras picked two champions to command his demonic army of destruction. ',1783,12340),
(1783,'Kil\'jaeden the Deceiver was chosen to seek out the darkest races in the universe and recruit them into Sargeras\' ranks. The second champion, Archimonde the Defiler, was chosen to lead Sargeras\' vast armies into battle against any who might resist the Titan\'s will. ',1784,12340),
(1784,'Kil\'jaeden\'s first move was to enslave the vampiric dreadlords under his terrible power. The dreadlords served as his personal agents throughout the universe, and they took pleasure in locating primitive races for their master to corrupt and bring into the fold. First amongst the dreadlords was Tichondrius the Darkener. Tichondrius served Kil\'jaeden as the perfect soldier and agreed to bring Sargeras\' burning will to all the dark corners of the universe.',1785,12340),
(1785,'The mighty Archimonde also empowered agents of his own. Calling upon the malefic pit lords and their barbarous leader, Mannoroth the Destructor, Archimonde hoped to establish a fighting elite that would scour creation of all life.',1786,12340),
(1786,'Once Sargeras saw that his armies were amassed and ready to follow his every command, he launched his raging forces into the vastness of the Great Dark. He referred to his growing army as the Burning Legion. To this date, it is still unclear how many worlds they consumed and burned on their unholy Burning Crusade across the universe.',0,12340),
(1787,'Unaware of Sargeras\' mission to undo their countless works, the Titans continued to move from world to world, shaping and ordering each planet as they saw fit. Along their journey they happened upon a small world that its inhabitants would later name Azeroth. ',1788,12340),
(1788,'As the Titans made their way across the primordial landscape, they encountered a number of hostile elemental beings. These elementals, who worshipped a race of unfathomably evil beings known only as the Old Gods, vowed to drive the Titans back and keep their world inviolate from the invaders\' metallic touch. ',1789,12340),
(1789,'The Pantheon, disturbed by the Old Gods\' penchant for evil, waged war upon the elementals and their dark masters. The Old Gods\' armies were led by the most powerful elemental lieutenants: Ragnaros the Firelord, Therazane the Stonemother, Al\'Akir the Windlord, and Neptulon the Tidehunter. ',1790,12340),
(1790,'Their chaotic forces raged across the face of the world and clashed with the colossal Titans. Though the elementals were powerful beyond mortal comprehension, their combined forces could not stop the mighty Titans. One by one, the elemental lords fell, and their forces dispersed. ',1791,12340),
(1791,'The Pantheon shattered the Old Gods\' citadels and chained the five evil gods far beneath the surface of the world. Without the Old Gods\' power to keep their raging spirits bound to the physical world, the elementals were banished to an abyssal plane, where they would contend with one another for all eternity. With the elementals\' departure, nature calmed, and the world settled into a peaceful harmony. The Titans saw that the threat was contained and set to work.',1792,12340),
(1792,'The Titans empowered a number of races to help them fashion the world. To help them carve out the fathomless caverns beneath the earth, the Titans created the dwarf-like earthen from magical, living stone. To help them dredge out the seas and lift the land from the sea floor, the Titans created the immense but gentle sea giants. For many ages the Titans moved and shaped the earth, until at last there remained one perfect continent. ',1793,12340),
(1793,'At the continent\'s center, the Titans crafted a lake of scintillating energies. The lake, which they named the Well of Eternity, was to be the fount of life for the world. Its potent energies would nurture the bones of the world and empower life to take root in the land\'s rich soil. Over time, plants, trees, monsters, and creatures of every kind began to thrive on the primordial continent. ',1794,12340),
(1794,'As twilight fell on the final day of their labors, the Titans named the continent Kalimdor: \"land of eternal starlight\". ',0,12340),
(1795,'Satisfied that the small world had been ordered and that their work was done, the Titans prepared to leave Azeroth. However, before they departed, they charged the greatest species of the world with the task of watching over Kalimdor, lest any force should threaten its perfect tranquility. In that age, there were many dragonflights. ',1796,11723),
(1796,'Yet there were five flights that held dominion over their brethren. It was these five flights that the Titans chose to shepherd the budding world. The greatest members of the Pantheon imbued a portion of their power upon each of the flights\' leaders. These majestic dragons (as listed below) became known as the Great Aspects, or the Dragon Aspects. ',1797,11723),
(1797,'Aman\'Thul, the Highfather of the Pantheon, bestowed a portion of his cosmic power upon the massive bronze dragon, Nozdormu. The Highfather empowered Nozdormu to guard time itself and police the ever-spinning pathways of fate and destiny. The stoic, honorable Nozdormu became known as the Timeless One.',1798,11723),
(1798,'Eonar, the Titan patron of all life, gave a portion of her power to the red leviathan, Alexstrasza. Ever after, Alexstrasza would be known as the Life-Binder, and she would work to safeguard all living creatures within the world. Due to her supreme wisdom and limitless compassion for all living things, Alexstrasza was crowned the Dragonqueen and given dominion over her kind.',1799,11723),
(1799,'Eonar also blessed Alexstrasza\'s younger sister, the lithe green dragon Ysera, with a portion of nature\'s influence. Ysera fell into an eternal trance, bound to the waking Dream of Creation. Known as the Dreamer, she would watch over the growing wilds of the world from her verdant realm, the Emerald Dream. ',1800,11723),
(1800,'Norgannon, the Titan lore keeper and master-magician, granted the blue dragon, Malygos, a portion of his vast power. From then on, Malygos would be known as the Spell-Weaver, the guardian of magic and hidden arcanum.',1801,11723),
(1801,'Khaz\'goroth, the Titan shaper and forger of the world, bestowed some of his vast power upon the mighty black wyrm, Neltharion. The great-hearted Neltharion, known afterwards as the Earth-Warder, was given dominion over the earth and the deep places of the world. He embodied the strength of the world and served as Alexstrasza\'s greatest supporter.',1802,11723),
(1802,'Thus empowered, the Five Aspects were charged with the world\'s defense in the Titans\' absence. With the dragons prepared to safeguard their creation, the Titans left Azeroth behind forever. Unfortunately it was only a matter of time before Sargeras learned of the newborn world\'s existence.... ',0,11723),
(1803,'The Highborne\'s reckless use of magic sent ripples of energy spiraling out from the Well of Eternity and into the Great Dark Beyond. The streaming ripples of energy were felt by terrible alien minds. Sargeras - the Great Enemy of all life, the Destroyer of Worlds - felt the potent ripples and was drawn to their distant point of origin. ',1804,11723),
(1804,'Spying the primordial world of Azeroth and sensing the limitless energies of the Well of Eternity, Sargeras was consumed by an insatiable hunger. The great dark god of the Nameless Void resolved to destroy the fledgling world and claim its energies as his own. ',1805,11723),
(1805,'Sargeras gathered his vast Burning Legion and made his way towards the unsuspecting world of Azeroth. The Legion was comprised of a million screaming demons, all ripped from the far corners of the universe, and the demons hungered for conquest. Sargeras\' lieutenants, Archimonde the Defiler and Mannoroth the Destructor, prepared their infernal minions to strike. ',1806,11723),
(1806,'Queen Azshara, overwhelmed by the terrible ecstasy of her magic, fell victim to Sargeras\' undeniable power and agreed to grant him entrance to her world. Even her Highborne servitors gave themselves over to magic\'s inevitable corruption and began to worship Sargeras as their god. To show their allegiance to the Legion, the Highborne aided their queen in opening a vast, swirling portal within the depths of the Well of Eternity. ',1807,11723),
(1807,'Once all his preparations had been made, Sargeras began his catastrophic invasion of Azeroth. The warrior-demons of the Burning Legion stormed into the world through the Well of Eternity and laid siege to the night elves\' sleeping cities. Led by Archimonde and Mannoroth, the Legion swarmed over the lands of Kalimdor, leaving only ash and sorrow in its wake. ',1808,11723),
(1808,'The demon warlocks called down searing infernals that crashed like hellish meteors into the graceful spires of Kalimdor\'s temples. A band of burning, bloodletting killers known as the Doomguard marched across Kalimdor\'s fields, slaughtering everyone in their path. Packs of wild, demonic felhounds ravaged the countryside unopposed. Though the brave Kaldorei warriors rushed to defend their ancient homeland, they were forced to give ground, inch by inch, before the fury of the Legion\'s onslaught.',1809,11723),
(1809,'It fell to Malfurion Stormrage to find help for his beleaguered people. Stormrage, whose own brother, Illidan, practiced the Highborne\'s magics, was incensed by the growing corruption amongst the upper class. Convincing Illidan to forsake his dangerous obsession, Malfurion set out to find Cenarius and muster a resistance force. ',1810,11723),
(1810,'The beautiful young priestess, Tyrande, agreed to accompany the brothers in the name of Elune. Though Malfurion and Illidan shared a love for the idealistic priestess, Tyrande\'s heart belonged to Malfurion alone. Illidan resented his brother\'s budding romance with Tyrande, but knew that his heartache was nothing compared to the pain of his magical addiction. ',1811,11723),
(1811,'Illidan, who had grown dependent on magic\'s empowering energies, struggled to keep control of his nearly overwhelming hunger to tap the Well\'s energies once again. However, with Tyrande\'s patient support, he was able to restrain himself and help his brother find the reclusive demigod, Cenarius. ',1812,11723),
(1812,'Cenarius, who dwelt within the sacred Moonglades of the distant Mount Hyjal, agreed to help the night elves by finding the ancient dragons and enlisting their aid. The dragons, led by the great red leviathan, Alexstrasza, agreed to send their mighty flights to engage the demons and their infernal masters.',1813,11723),
(1813,'Cenarius, calling on the spirits of the enchanted forests, rallied an army of ancient tree-men and led them against the Legion in a daring ground assault. As the night elves\' allies converged upon Azshara\'s temple and the Well of Eternity, all-out warfare erupted. Despite the strength of their newfound allies, Malfurion and his colleagues realized that the Legion could not be defeated by martial strength alone. ',1814,11723),
(1814,'As the titanic battle raged around Azshara\'s capital city, the delusional queen waited in anticipation for Sargeras\' arrival. The lord of the Legion was preparing to pass through the Well of Eternity and enter the ravaged world. As his impossibly huge shadow drew ever closer to the Well\'s surface, Azshara gathered the most powerful of her Highborne followers. Only by linking their magics together in one focused spell would they be able to create a gateway large enough for Sargeras to enter.',1815,11723),
(1815,'As the battle raged across the burning fields of Kalimdor, a terrible turn of events unfolded. The details of the event have been lost to time, but it is known that Neltharion, the Dragon Aspect of the Earth, went mad during a critical engagement against the Burning Legion. He began to split apart as flame and rage erupted from his dark hide. Renaming himself Deathwing, the burning dragon turned on his brethren and drove the five dragonflights from the field of battle. ',1816,11723),
(1816,'Deathwing\'s sudden betrayal was so destructive that the five dragonflights never truly recovered. Wounded and shocked, Alexstrasza and the other noble dragons were forced to abandon their mortal allies. Malfurion and his companions, now hopelessly outnumbered, barely survived the ensuing onslaught. ',1817,11723),
(1817,'Malfurion, convinced that the Well of Eternity was the demons\' umbilical link to the physical world, insisted that it should be destroyed. His companions, knowing that the Well was the source of their immortality and powers, were horrified by the rash notion. Yet Tyrande saw the wisdom of Malfurion\'s theory, so she convinced Cenarius and their comrades to storm Azshara\'s temple and find a way to shut the Well down for good.',0,11723),
(1827,'Malfurion, convinced that the Well of Eternity was the demons\' umbilical link to the physical world, insisted that it should be destroyed. His companions, knowing that the Well was the source of their immortality and powers, were horrified by the rash notion. Yet Tyrande saw the wisdom of Malfurion\'s theory, so she convinced Cenarius and their comrades to storm Azshara\'s temple and find a way to shut the Well down for good. ',0,1),
(1828,'The few night elves that survived the horrific explosion rallied together on crudely made rafts and slowly made their way to the only landmass in sight. Somehow, by the grace of Elune, Malfurion, Tyrande, and Cenarius had survived the Great Sundering. The weary heroes agreed to lead their fellow survivors and establish a new home for their people. ',1829,11723),
(1829,'As they journeyed in silence, they surveyed the wreckage of their world and realized that their passions had wrought the destruction all around them. Though Sargeras and his Legion had been ripped from the world by the Well\'s destruction, Malfurion and his companions were left to ponder the terrible cost of victory. ',1830,11723),
(1830,'There were many Highborne who did survive the cataclysm unscathed. They made their way to the shores of the new land along with the other night elves. Though Malfurion mistrusted the Highborne\'s motivations, he was satisfied that they could cause no real mischief without the Well\'s energies.',1831,11723),
(1831,'As the weary mass of night elves landed upon the shores of the new land, they found that the holy mountain, Hyjal, had survived the catastrophe. Seeking to establish a new home for themselves, Malfurion and the night elves climbed the slopes of Hyjal and reached its windswept summit. As they descended into the wooded bowl, nestled between the mountain\'s enormous peaks, they found a small, tranquil lake. To their horror, they found that the lake\'s waters had been fouled by magic.',1832,11723),
(1832,'Illidan, having survived the Sundering as well, had reached Hyjal summit long before Malfurion and the night elves. In his mad bid to maintain the flows of magic in the world, Illidan had poured his vials, which contained the precious waters from the Well of Eternity, into the mountain lake. ',1833,11723),
(1833,'The Well\'s potent energies quickly ignited and coalesced into a new Well of Eternity. The exultant Illidan, believing that the new Well was a gift to future generations, was shocked when Malfurion hunted him down. Malfurion explained to his brother that magic was innately chaotic and that its use would inevitably lead to widespread corruption and strife. Still, Illidan refused to relinquish his magical powers.',1834,11723),
(1834,'Knowing full well where Illidan\'s ruthless schemes would eventually lead, Malfurion decided to deal with his power-crazed brother once and for all. With Cenarius\' help, Malfurion sealed Illidan within a vast underground barrow prison, where he would remain chained and powerless until the end of time. To ensure his brother\'s containment, Malfurion empowered the young warden, Maiev Shadowsong, to be Illidan\'s personal jailor.',1835,11723),
(1835,'Concerned that destroying the new Well might bring about an even greater catastrophe, the night elves resolved to leave it be. However, Malfurion declared that they would never practice the arts of magic again. Under Cenarius\' watchful eye, they began to study the ancient arts of druidism that would enable them to heal the ravaged earth and re-grow their beloved forests at the base of Mount Hyjal.',0,11723),
(1836,'For many years, the night elves worked tirelessly to rebuild what they could of their ancient homeland. Leaving their broken temples and roads to be overgrown, they constructed their new homes amidst the verdant trees and shadowed hills at Hyjal\'s base. In time, the dragons that had survived the great Sundering came forth from their secret abodes. ',1837,11723),
(1837,'Alexstrasza the red, Ysera the green, and Nozdormu the bronze descended upon the druids\' tranquil glades and surveyed the fruits of the night elves\' labors. Malfurion, who had become an arch-druid of immense power, greeted the mighty dragons and told them about the creation of the new Well of Eternity. ',1838,11723),
(1838,'The great dragons were alarmed to hear the dark news and speculated that as long as the Well remained, the Legion might one day return and assault the world once again. Malfurion and the three dragons made a pact to keep the Well safe and ensure that the agents of the Burning Legion would never find their way back into the world.',1839,11723),
(1839,'Alexstrasza, the Lifebinder, placed a single, enchanted acorn within the heart of the Well of Eternity. The acorn, activated by the potent, magical waters, sprung to life as a colossal tree. The mighty tree\'s roots grew from the Well\'s waters, and its verdant canopy seemed to scrape the roof of the sky. ',1840,11723),
(1840,'The immense tree would be an everlasting symbol of the night elves\' bond with nature, and its life-giving energies would extend out to heal the rest of the world over time. The night elves\' gave their World Tree the new name Nordrassil, which meant \"crown of the heavens\" in their native tongue. ',1841,11723),
(1841,'Nozdormu, the Timeless, placed an enchantment upon the World Tree to ensure that as long as the colossal tree stood, the night elves would never age or fall prey to sickness or disease. ',1842,11723),
(1842,'Ysera, the Dreamer, also placed an enchantment upon the World Tree by linking it to her own realm, the ethereal dimension known as the Emerald Dream. The Emerald Dream, a vast, ever-changing spirit world, existed outside the boundaries of the physical world. From the Dream, Ysera regulated the ebb and flow of nature and the evolutionary path of the world itself. ',1843,11723),
(1843,'The night elf druids, including Malfurion himself, were bound to the Dream through the World Tree. As part of the mystical pact, the druids agreed to sleep for centuries at a time so that their spirits could roam the infinite paths of Ysera\'s Dreamways. Though the druids were grieved at the prospect of losing so many years of their lives to hibernation, they selflessly agreed to uphold their bargain with Ysera.',0,11723),
(1844,'As the centuries passed, the night elves\' new society grew strong and expanded throughout the budding forest that they came to call Ashenvale. Many of the creatures and species that were abundant before the Great Sundering, such as furbolgs and quilboars, reappeared and flourished in the land. Under the druids\' benevolent leadership, the night elves enjoyed an era of unprecedented peace and tranquility under the stars.',1845,12340),
(1845,'However, many of the original Highborne survivors grew restless. Like Illidan before them, they fell victim to the withdrawal that came from the loss of their coveted magics. They were tempted to tap the energies of the Well of Eternity and exult in their magical practices. Dath\'Remar, the brash, outspoken leader of the Highborne, began to mock the druids publicly, calling them cowards for refusing to wield the magic that he said was theirs by right. ',1846,12340),
(1846,'Malfurion and the druids dismissed Dath\'Remar\'s arguments and warned the Highborne that any use of magic would be punishable by death. In an insolent and ill-fated attempt to convince the druids to rescind their law, Dath\'Remar and his followers unleashed a terrible magical storm upon Ashenvale.',1847,12340),
(1847,'The druids could not bring themselves to put so many of their kin to death, so they decided to exile the reckless Highborne from their lands. Dath\'Remar and his followers, glad to be rid of their conservative cousins at last, boarded a number of specially crafted ships and set sail upon the seas. Though none of them knew what awaited them beyond the waters of the raging Maelstrom, they were eager to establish their own homeland, where they could practice their coveted magics with impunity. ',1848,12340),
(1848,'The Highborne, or Quel\'dorei, as Azshara had named them in ages past, would eventually set shore upon the eastern land men would call Lordaeron. They planned to build their own magical kingdom, Quel\'Thalas, and reject the night elves\' precepts of moon worship and nocturnal activity. Forever after, they would embrace the sun and be known only as the high elves. ',0,12340),
(1849,'With the departure of their wayward cousins, the night elves turned their attention back to the safekeeping of their enchanted homeland. The druids, sensing that their time of hibernation was drawing near, prepared to sleep and leave their loved ones and families behind. ',1850,1),
(1850,'Tyrande, who had become the High Priestess of Elune, asked her love, Malfurion, not to leave her for Ysera\'s Emerald Dream. But Malfurion, honor bound to enter the changing Dreamways, bid the priestess farewell and swore that they would never be apart so long as they held true to their love. ',1851,1),
(1851,'Left alone to protect Kalimdor from the dangers of the new world, Tyrande assembled a powerful fighting force from amongst her night elf sisters. The fearless, highly trained warrior women who pledged themselves to Kalimdor\'s defense became known as the Sentinels. Though they preferred to patrol the shadowy forests of Ashenvale on their own, they had many allies upon which they could call in times of urgency. ',1852,1),
(1852,'The demigod Cenarius remained nearby in the Moonglades of Mount Hyjal. His sons, known as the Keepers of the Grove, kept close watch on the night elves and regularly helped the Sentinels maintain peace in the land. Even Cenarius\' shy daughters, the dryads, appeared in the open with increasing frequency. ',1853,1),
(1853,'The task of policing Ashenvale kept Tyrande busy, but without Malfurion at her side, she knew little joy. As the long centuries passed while the druids slept, her fears of a second demonic invasion grew. She could not shake the unnerving feeling that the Burning Legion might still be out there, beyond the Great Dark of the sky, plotting its revenge upon the night elves and the world of Azeroth. ',0,1),
(1854,'The high elves, led by Dath\'Remar, left Kalimdor behind them and challenged the storms of the Maelstrom. Their fleets wandered the wreckage of the world for many long years, and they discovered mysteries and lost kingdoms along their sojourn. Dath\'Remar, who had taken the name Sunstrider (or \"he who walks the day\"), sought out places of considerable ley power upon which to build a new homeland for his people.',1855,12340),
(1855,'His fleet finally landed on the beaches of the kingdom men would later call Lordaeron. Forging inland, the high elves founded a settlement within the tranquil Tirisfal Glades. After a few years, many of them began to go mad. It was theorized that something evil slept beneath that particular part of the world, but the rumors were never proven to be true. The high elves packed up their encampment and moved northward towards another land rich with ley energies.',1856,12340),
(1856,'As the high elves crossed the rugged, mountainous lands of Lordaeron, their journey became more perilous. Since they were effectively cut off from the life-giving energies of the Well of Eternity, many of them fell ill from the frigid climate or died from starvation. The most disconcerting change, however, was the fact that they were no longer immortal or immune to the elements. ',1857,12340),
(1857,'They also shrank somewhat in height, and their skin lost its characteristic violet hue. Despite their hardships, they encountered many wondrous creatures that had never been seen in Kalimdor. They also found tribes of primitive humans who hunted throughout the ancient forestlands. However, the direst threat they encountered were the voracious and cunning forest trolls of Zul\'Aman.',1858,12340),
(1858,'These moss-skinned trolls could regenerate lost limbs and heal grievous physical injuries, but they proved to be a barbaric, evil race. The Amani empire stretched across most of northern Lordaeron, and the trolls fought hard to keep unwanted strangers from their borders. The elves developed a deep loathing for the vicious trolls and killed them on sight whenever they were encountered.',1859,12340),
(1859,'After many long years, the high elves finally found a land which was reminiscent of Kalimdor. Deep within the northern forests of the continent, they founded the kingdom of Quel\'Thalas and vowed to create a mighty empire which would dwarf that of their Kaldorei cousins. Unfortunately they soon learned that Quel\'Thalas was founded upon an ancient troll city that the trolls still held to be sacred. Almost immediately, the trolls began to attack the elven settlements en masse. ',1860,12340),
(1860,'The stubborn elves, unwilling to give up their new land, utilized the magics which they had gleaned from the Well of Eternity and kept the savage trolls at bay. Under Dath\'Remar\'s leadership, they were able to defeat the Amani warbands that outnumbered them ten to one. Some elves, wary of the Kaldorei\'s ancient warnings, felt that their use of magic might possibly draw the attention of the banished Burning Legion. ',1861,12340),
(1861,'Therefore, they decided to mask their lands within a protective barrier which would still allow them to work their enchantments. They constructed a series of monolithic Runestones at various points around Quel\'Thalas which marked the boundaries of the magic barrier. The Runestones not only masked the elves\' magic from extra-dimensional threats, but helped to frighten away the superstitious troll warbands as well.',1862,12340),
(1862,'As time wore on, Quel\'Thalas became a shining monument to the high elves\' efforts and magical prowess. Its beauteous palaces were crafted in the same architectural style as the ancient halls of Kalimdor, yet they were interwoven with the natural topography of the land. Quel\'Thalas had become the shining jewel that the elves had longed to create. ',1863,12340),
(1863,'The Convocation of Silvermoon was founded as the ruling power over Quel\'Thalas, though the Sunstrider Dynasty maintained a modicum of political power. Comprised of seven of the greatest high elf lords, the Convocation worked to secure the safety of the elven lands and people. Surrounded by their protective barrier, the high elves remained unmoved by the old warnings of the Kaldorei and continued to use magic flagrantly in almost all aspects of their lives. ',1864,12340),
(1864,'For nearly four thousand years the high elves lived peacefully within the secluded safety of their kingdom. Nevertheless, the vindictive trolls were not so easily defeated. They plotted and schemed in the depths of the forests and waited for the numbers of their warbands to grow. Finally, a mighty troll army charged out from the shadowy forests and once again laid siege to the shining spires of Quel\'Thalas. ',0,12340),
(1865,'As the high elves fought for their lives against the trolls\' fierce onslaught, the scattered, nomadic humans of Lordaeron fought to consolidate their own tribal lands. The tribes of early humanity raided each other\'s settlements with little heed for racial unification or honor. ',1866,11723),
(1866,'Yet one tribe, known as the Arathi, saw that the trolls were becoming too great a threat to ignore. The Arathi wished to bring all of the tribes under its rule so that they could provide a unified front against the troll warbands.',1867,11723),
(1867,'Over the course of six years, the cunning Arathi outmaneuvered and outfought the rival tribes. After every victory, the Arathi offered peace and equality to the conquered people; thus, they won the loyalty of those they had beaten. Eventually the Arathi tribe came to include many disparate tribes, and the ranks of its army grew vast. ',1868,11723),
(1868,'Confident that they could hold their own against the troll warbands or even the reclusive elves if need be, the Arathi warlords decided to construct a mighty fortress city in the southern regions of Lordaeron. The city-state, named Strom, became the capital of the Arathi nation, Arathor. As Arathor prospered, humans from all over the vast continent traveled south to the protection and safety of Strom.',1869,11723),
(1869,'United under one banner, the human tribes developed a strong, optimistic culture. Thoradin, the king of Arathor, knew that the mysterious elves in the northlands were under constant siege by the trolls, but refused to risk the safety of his people in defense of reclusive strangers. Many months passed as rumors of the elves\' supposed defeat trickled down from the north. It was only when weary ambassadors from Quel\'Thalas reached Strom that Thoradin realized how great the troll threat truly was.',1870,11723),
(1870,'The elves informed Thoradin that the troll armies were vast and that once the trolls had destroyed Quel\'Thalas, they would move on to attack the southlands. The desperate elves, in dire need of military aid, hastily agreed to teach certain select humans to wield magic in exchange for their help against the warbands. ',1871,11723),
(1871,'Thoradin, distrustful of any magic, agreed to aid the elves out of necessity. Almost immediately, elven sorcerers arrived in Arathor and began to instruct a group of humans in the ways of magic.',1872,11723),
(1872,'The elves found that although humans were innately clumsy in their handling of magic, they possessed a startling natural affinity for it. One hundred men were taught the very basics of the elves\' magical secrets: no more than was absolutely necessary to combat the trolls. Convinced that their human students were ready to aid in the struggle, the elves left Strom and traveled north alongside the mighty armies of King Thoradin. ',1873,11723),
(1873,'The united elf and human armies clashed against the overwhelming troll warbands at the foot of the Alterac Mountains. The battle lasted for many days, but the unflagging armies of Arathor never tired or gave an inch of ground before the troll onslaught. The elven lords deemed that the time had come to release the powers of their magic upon the enemy. ',1874,11723),
(1874,'The hundred human magi and a multitude of elven sorcerers called down the fury of the heavens and set the troll armies ablaze. The elemental fires prevented the trolls from regenerating their wounds and burned their tortured forms from the inside out.',1875,11723),
(1875,'As the troll armies broke and attempted to flee, Thoradin\'s armies ran them down and slaughtered every last one of their soldiers. The trolls would never fully recover from their defeat, and history would never see the trolls rise as one nation again. Assured that Quel\'Thalas was saved from destruction, the elves made a pledge of loyalty and friendship to the nation of Arathor and to the bloodline of its king, Thoradin. Humans and elves would nurture peaceful relations for ages to come. $B',0,11723),
(1876,'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. ',1877,12340),
(1877,'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. ',1878,12340),
(1878,'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. ',1879,12340),
(1879,'These younger magicians began to practice magic for personal gain rather than out of any responsibility towards their fellows. ',1880,12340),
(1880,'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. ',1881,12340),
(1881,'The second Arathorian city-state of Dalaran was founded in the lands north of Strom. Many fledgling wizards left the restraining confines of Strom behind and traveled to Dalaran, where they hoped to use their new powers with greater freedom. These magicians used their skills to build up the enchanted spires of Dalaran and reveled in the pursuit of their studies. ',1882,12340),
(1882,'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. ',1883,12340),
(1883,'The sinister agents of the Burning Legion, who had been banished when the Well of Eternity collapsed, were lured back into the world by the heedless spellcasting of the magicians of Dalaran. Though these relatively weak demons did not appear in force, they did sew considerable confusion and chaos within the streets of Dalaran. ',1884,12340),
(1884,'Most of these demonic encounters were isolated events, and the ruling Magocrats did what they could to keep such events hidden from the public. The most powerful magicians were sent to capture the elusive demons, but they often found themselves hopelessly outmatched by the lone agents of the mighty Legion. ',1885,12340),
(1885,'After a few months the superstitious peasantry began to suspect that their sorcerous rulers were hiding something terrible from them. Rumors of revolution began to sweep through the streets of Dalaran as the paranoid citizenry questioned the motives and practices of the magicians they had once admired. The Magocrats, fearing that the peasants would revolt and that Strom would take action against them, turned to the only group they felt would understand their particular problem: the elves. ',1886,12340),
(1886,'Upon hearing the Magocrats\' news of demonic activity in Dalaran, the elves quickly dispatched their mightiest wizards to the human lands. The elven wizards studied the energy currents in Dalaran and made detailed reports of all demonic activity that they beheld. They concluded that although there were only a few demons loose in the world, the Legion itself would remain a dire threat so long as humans continued to wield the forces of magic. ',1887,12340),
(1887,'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. ',1888,12340),
(1888,'The Magocrats proposed the notion of empowering a single mortal champion who would utilize their powers in order to fight a never-ending secret war against the Legion. It was stressed that the majority of mankind could never know about the Guardians or the threat of the Legion for fear that they would riot in fear and paranoia. The elves agreed to the proposal and founded a secret society that would watch over the selection of the Guardian and help to stem the rise of chaos in the world. ',1889,12340),
(1889,'The society held its secret meetings in the shadowed Tirisfal Glades, where the high elves had first settled in Lordaeron. Thus, they named the secret sect the Guardians of Tirisfal. The mortal champions who were chosen to be Guardians were imbued with incredible powers of both elven and human magic. Though there would only ever be one Guardian at a time, they held such vast power that they could single-handedly fight back the Legion\'s agents wherever they were found in the world. ',1890,12340),
(1890,'The Guardian power was so great that only the Council of Tirisfal was allowed to choose potential successors to the mantle of Guardianship. Whenever a Guardian grew too old, or wearied of the secret war against chaos, the Council chose a new champion, and under controlled conditions, formally channeled the Guardian power into its new agent. ',1891,12340),
(1891,'As the generations passed, Guardians defended the masses of humanity from the invisible threat of the Burning Legion throughout the lands of Arathor and Quel\'Thalas. Arathor grew and prospered while the use of magic spread throughout the empire. Meanwhile, the Guardians kept careful watch for signs of demonic activity. ',0,12340),
(1892,'In the ancient times, after the Titans departed Azeroth, their children, known as the earthen, continued to shape and guard the deep recesses of the world. The earthen were largely unconcerned with the affairs of the surface-dwelling races and longed only to plumb the dark depths of the earth. ',1893,12340),
(1893,'When the world was sundered by the Well of Eternity\'s implosion, the earthen were deeply affected. Reeling with the pain of the earth itself, the earthen lost much of their identity and sealed themselves within the stone chambers where they were first created. Uldaman, Uldum, Ulduar... these were the names of the ancient Titan cities where the earthen first took shape and form. Buried deep beneath the world, the earthen rested in peace for nearly eight thousand years. ',1894,12340),
(1894,'Though it is unclear what awakened them, the earthen sealed within Uldaman eventually arose from their self-imposed slumber. These earthen found that they had changed significantly during their hibernation. Their rocky hides had softened and become smooth skin, and their powers over stone and earth had waned. They had become mortal creatures.',1895,12340),
(1895,'Calling themselves dwarves, the last of the earthen left the halls of Uldaman and ventured out into the waking world. Still lulled by the safety and wonders of the deep places, they founded a vast kingdom under the highest mountain in the land. ',1896,12340),
(1896,'They named their land Khaz Modan, or \"Mountain of Khaz\", in honor of the Titan shaper, Khaz\'goroth. Constructing an altar for their Titan father, the dwarves crafted a mighty forge within the heart of the mountain. Thus, the city that grew around the forge would be called Ironforge ever after.',1897,12340),
(1897,'The dwarves, by nature fascinated with shaping gems and stone, set out to mine the surrounding mountains for riches and precious minerals. Content with their labors under the world, the dwarves remained isolated from the affairs of their surface-dwelling neighbors.',0,12340),
(1898,'Strom continued to act as the central hub of Arathor, but as with Dalaran, many new city-states arose across the continent of Lordaeron. Gilneas, Alterac, and Kul Tiras were the first city-states to arise, and although they each had their own customs and commercial workings, they all held to the unifying authority of Strom. ',1899,12340),
(1899,'Under the vigilant watch of the Order of Tirisfal, Dalaran became the chief center of learning for magicians throughout the land. The Magocrats who ruled Dalaran founded the Kirin Tor, a specialized sect that was charged with cataloguing and researching every spell, artifact, and magic item known to mankind at the time. ',1900,12340),
(1900,'Gilneas and Alterac became strong supporters of Strom and developed mighty armies that explored the mountainous southern lands of Khaz Modan. It was during this period that humans first met the ancient race of dwarves and traveled to their cavernous subterranean city of Ironforge. The humans and dwarves shared many secrets of metal-smithing and engineering and discovered a common love for battle and storytelling.',1901,12340),
(1901,'The city-state of Kul Tiras, founded upon a large island south of Lordaeron, developed a prosperous economy based on fishing and shipping. Over time, Kul Tiras built up a mighty fleet of merchant vessels that sailed throughout the known lands in search of exotic goods to trade and sell. Yet even as the economy of Arathor flourished, its strongest elements began to disintegrate.',1902,12340),
(1902,'In time, the lords of Strom sought to move their estates to the lush northlands of Lordaeron and leave the arid lands of the south. The heirs of King Thoradin, the last descendants of the Arathi bloodline, argued that Strom should not be abandoned and thus incurred the displeasure of the greater citizenry, who were likewise eager to leave. ',1903,12340),
(1903,'The lords of Strom, seeking to find purity and enlightenment in the untamed north, decided to leave their ancient city behind. Far to the north of Dalaran, the lords of Strom built a new city-state which they named Lordaeron. The entire continent would take its name from this city-state. Lordaeron became a mecca for religious travelers and all those who sought inner peace and security. ',1904,12340),
(1904,'The descendents of the Arathi, left within the crumbling walls of ancient Strom, decided to travel south past the rocky mountains of Khaz Modan. Their journey finally ended after many long seasons, and they settled in the northern region of the continent they would name Azeroth. In a fertile valley they founded the kingdom of Stormwind, which quickly became a self-sufficient power in its own right. ',1905,12340),
(1905,'The few warriors still left in Strom decided to remain and guard the ancient walls of their city. Strom was no longer the center of the empire, but it developed into a new nation known as Stromgarde. Though each of the city-states became prosperous in its own right, the empire of Arathor had effectively disintegrated. As each nation developed its own customs and beliefs, they became increasingly segregated from one another. King Thoradin\'s vision of a unified humanity had faded at last.',0,12340),
(1906,'As the politics and rivalries of the seven human nations waxed and waned, the line of Guardians kept its constant vigil against chaos. There were many Guardians over the years, but only one ever held the magical powers of Tirisfal at any given time. One of the last Guardians of the age distinguished herself as a mighty warrior against the shadow. ',1907,11723),
(1907,'Aegwynn, a fiery human girl, won the approbation of the Order and was given the mantle of Guardianship. Aegwynn vigorously worked to hunt down and eradicate demons wherever she found them, but she often questioned the authority of the male-dominated Council of Tirisfal.',1908,11723),
(1908,'She believed that the ancient elves and the elderly men who presided over the council were too rigid in their thinking and not farsighted enough to put a decisive end to the conflict against chaos. Impatient with lengthy discussion and debate, she yearned to prove herself worthy to her peers and superiors, and as a result frequently chose valor over wisdom in crucial situations.',1909,11723),
(1909,'As her mastery over the cosmic power of Tirisfal grew, Aegwynn became aware of a number of powerful demons that stalked the icy northern continent of Northrend. Traveling to the distant north, Aegwynn tracked the demons into the mountains. There, she found that the demons were hunting one of the last surviving dragonflights and draining the ancient creatures of their innate magic. ',1910,11723),
(1910,'The mighty dragons, who had fled from the ever-advancing march of mortal societies, found themselves too evenly matched against the dark magics of the Legion. Aegwynn confronted the demons, and with help from the noble dragons, eradicated them. Yet, as the last demon was banished from the mortal world, a great storm erupted throughout the north.',1911,11723),
(1911,' An enormous dark visage appeared in the sky above Northrend. Sargeras, the demon king and lord of the Burning Legion, appeared before Aegwynn and bristled with hellish energy. He informed the young Guardian that the time of Tirisfal was about to come to an end and that the world would soon bow before the onslaught of the Legion. ',1912,11723),
(1912,'The proud Aegwynn, believing herself to be a match for the menacing god, unleashed her powers against Sargeras\' avatar. With disconcerting ease, Aegwynn battered the demonlord with her powers and succeeded in killing his physical shell. Fearing that Sargeras\' spirit would linger on, Aegwynn locked the ruined husk of his body within one of the ancient halls of Kalimdor that had been blasted to the bottom of the sea when the Well of Eternity collapsed. ',1913,11723),
(1913,'Aegwynn would never know that she had done exactly as Sargeras had planned. She had inadvertently sealed the fate of the mortal world, for Sargeras, at the time of his corporeal death, had transferred his spirit into Aegwynn\'s weakened body. Unbeknownst to the young Guardian, Sargeras would remain cloaked within the darkest recesses of her soul for many long years.',0,11723),
(1914,'The dwarves of Ironforge Mountain lived in peace for many long centuries. However, their society grew too large within the confines of their mountain cities. Though the mighty High King, Modimus Anvilmar, ruled over all dwarves with justice and wisdom, three powerful factions had arisen amongst the dwarven society. ',1915,11723),
(1915,'The Bronzebeard clan, ruled by Thane Madoran Bronzebeard, held close ties to the High King and stood as the traditional defenders of Ironforge Mountain. The Wildhammer clan, ruled by Thane Khardros Wildhammer, inhabited the foothills and crags around the base of the mountain and sought to gain more control within the city. ',1916,11723),
(1916,'The third faction, the Dark Iron clan, was ruled by the sorcerer-thane Thaurissan. The Dark Irons hid within the deepest shadows under the mountain and plotted against both their Bronzebeard and the Wildhammer cousins.',1917,11723),
(1917,'For a time the three factions kept a tenuous peace, but tensions erupted when High King Anvilmar passed away from old age. The three ruling clans went to war for control of Ironforge itself. The dwarf civil war raged under the earth for many years. Eventually the Bronzebeards, who had the largest standing army, banished the Dark Irons and Wildhammers from under the mountain. ',1918,11723),
(1918,'Khardros and his Wildhammer warriors traveled north through the barrier gates of Dun Algaz, and they founded their own kingdom within the distant peak of Grim Batol. There, the Wildhammers thrived and rebuilt their stores of treasure. Thaurissan and his Dark Irons did not fare as well. Humiliated and enraged by their defeat, they vowed revenge against Ironforge. Leading his people far to the south, Thaurissan founded a city (which he named after himself) within the beautiful Redridge Mountains.',1919,11723),
(1919,'Prosperity and the passing of years did little to ease the Dark Iron\'s rancor toward their cousins. Thaurissan and his sorceress wife, Modgud, launched a two-pronged assault against both Ironforge and Grim Batol. The Dark Irons were intent on claiming all of Khaz Modan for their own. ',1920,11723),
(1920,'The Dark Iron armies smashed against their cousins\' strongholds and very nearly took both kingdoms. However, Madoran Bronzebeard ultimately led his clan to a decisive victory over Thaurissan\'s sorcerous army. Thaurissan and his servants fled back to the safety of their city, unaware of the events transpiring at Grim Batol, where Modgud\'s army would fare no better against Khardros and his Wildhammer warriors. ',1921,11723),
(1921,'As she confronted the enemy warriors, Modgud used her powers to strike fear into their hearts. Shadows moved at her command, and dark things crawled up from the depths of the earth to stalk the Wildhammers in their own halls. Eventually Modgud broke through the gates and laid siege to the fortress itself. The Wildhammers fought desperately, Khardros himself wading through the roiling masses to slay the sorceress queen. ',1922,11723),
(1922,'With their queen lost, the Dark Irons fled before the fury of the Wildhammers. They raced south toward their king\'s stronghold, only to meet the armies of Ironforge, which had come to aid Grim Batol. Crushed between two armies, the remaining Dark Iron forces were utterly destroyed. ',1923,11723),
(1923,'The combined armies of Ironforge and Grim Batol then turned south, intent on destroying Thaurissan and his Dark Irons once and for all. They had not gone far when Thaurissan\'s fury resulted in a spell of cataclysmic proportions. Seeking to summon a supernatural minion that would ensure his victory, Thaurissan called upon the ancient powers sleeping beneath the world. To his shock, and ultimately his doom, the creature that emerged was more terrible than any nightmare he could have imagined.',1924,11723),
(1924,'Ragnaros the Firelord, immortal lord of all fire elementals, had been banished by the Titans when the world was young. Now, freed by Thaurissan\'s call, Ragnaros erupted into being once again. Ragnaros\' apocalyptic rebirth into Azeroth shattered the Redridge Mountains and created a raging volcano at the center of the devastation. ',1925,11723),
(1925,'The volcano, known as Blackrock Mountain, was bordered by the Searing Gorge to the north and the Burning Steppes to the south. Though Thaurissan was killed by the forces he had unleashed, his surviving brethren were ultimately enslaved by Ragnaros and his elementals. They remain within the depths of Blackrock to this day. ',1926,11723),
(1926,'Witnessing the horrific devastation and the fires spreading across the southern mountains, King Madoran and King Khardros halted their armies and hastily turned back towards their kingdoms, unwilling to face the awesome wrath of Ragnaros. ',1927,11723),
(1927,'The Bronzebeards returned to Ironforge and rebuilt their glorious city. The Wildhammers also returned home to Grim Batol. However, the death of the Modgud had left an evil stain on the mountain fortress, and the Wildhammers found it uninhabitable.',1928,11723),
(1928,' They were bitter in their hearts over the loss of their beloved home. King Bronzebeard offered the Wildhammers a place to live within the borders of Ironforge, but the Wildhammers steadfastly refused. Khardros took his people north towards the lands of Lordaeron. Settling within the lush forests of the Hinterlands, the Wildhammers crafted the city of Aerie Peak, where the Wildhammers grew closer to nature and even bonded with the mighty gryphons of the area.',1929,11723),
(1929,'Seeking to retain relations and trade with their cousins, the dwarves of Ironforge constructed two massive arches, the Thandol Span, to bridge the gap between Khaz Modan and Lordaeron. Bolstered by mutual trade, the two kingdoms prospered. After the deaths of Madoran and Khardros, their sons jointly commissioned two great statues in honor of their fathers. ',1930,11723),
(1930,'The two statues would stand guard over the pass into the southlands, which had become volcanic in the wake of Ragnaros\' scorching presence. They served as both a warning to all who would attack the dwarven kingdoms, and as a reminder of what price the Dark Irons paid for their crimes. ',1931,11723),
(1931,'The two kingdoms retained close ties for some years, but the Wildhammers were much changed by the horrors they witnessed at Grim Batol. They took to living above ground on the slopes of Aerie Peak, instead of carving a vast kingdom within the mountain. The ideological differences between the two remaining dwarven clans eventually led to their parting of ways. ',0,11723),
(1932,'The Guardian Aegwynn grew powerful over the years and used the Tirisfal energies to greatly extend her life. Foolishly believing that she had defeated Sargeras for good, she continued to safeguard the world from the demon king\'s minions for nearly nine hundred years. However, the Council of Tirisfal finally decreed that her stewardship had come to an end. ',1933,1),
(1933,'The Council ordered Aegwynn to return to Dalaran so that they could choose a new successor for the Guardian power. Yet Aegwynn, ever distrustful of the Council, decided to choose a successor on her own. ',1934,1),
(1934,'The proud Aegwynn planned to give birth to a son whom she would divest her power to. She had no intention of allowing the Order of Tirisfal to manipulate her successor as they had tried to manipulate her. Traveling to the southern nation of Azeroth, Aegwynn found the perfect man to father her son: a skilled human magician known as Nielas Aran. ',1935,1),
(1935,'Aran was the court conjuror and advisor for Azeroth\'s king. Aegwynn seduced the magician and conceived a son by him. Nielas\' natural affinity for magic would run deep within the unborn child and define the tragic steps the child would later take. The power of Tirisfal was also implanted in the child, yet it wasn\'t to awaken until he reached physical maturity. ',1936,1),
(1936,'Time passed, and Aegwynn gave birth to her son in a secluded grove. Naming the boy Medivh, which means \"keeper of secrets\" in the high elven tongue, Aegwynn believed that the boy would mature to become the next Guardian. Unfortunately the malignant spirit of Sargeras, which had been hiding inside her, had possessed the defenseless child while it was still in her womb. Aegwynn had no idea that the world\'s newest Guardian was already possessed by its greatest nemesis. ',1937,1),
(1937,'Certain that her baby was healthy and sound, Aegwynn delivered young Medivh to the court of Azeroth and left him there to be raised by his mortal father and his people. She then wandered into the wilderness and prepared to pass into whatever afterlife awaited her. Medivh grew to become a strong boy and had no idea of the potential power of his Tirisfalin birthright. ',1938,1),
(1938,'Sargeras bided his time until the youth\'s power manifested itself. By the time Medivh had reached his teenage years, he had become very popular in Azeroth for his magical prowess and often went off on adventures with his two friends: Llane, the prince of Azeroth, and Anduin Lothar, one of the last descendents of the Arathi bloodline. The three boys constantly caused mischief around the kingdom, but they were well liked by the general citizenry. ',1939,1),
(1939,'When Medivh reached the age of fourteen, the cosmic power inside him awakened and clashed with the pervasive spirit of Sargeras that lurked within his soul. Medivh fell into a catatonic state which lasted for many years. ',1940,1),
(1940,'When he awakened from his coma, he found that he had grown to adulthood, and his friends Llane and Anduin had become the regents of Azeroth. Though he wished to use his incredible newfound powers to protect the land he called home, the dark spirit of Sargeras twisted his thoughts and emotions towards an insidious end. ',1941,1),
(1941,'Sargeras reveled within the darkening heart of Medivh, for he knew that his plans for the second invasion of the world were nearing completion, and that the world\'s last Guardian would bring them all to fruition. ',0,1),
(1942,'Around the time of Medivh\'s birth on Azeroth, Kil\'jaeden the Deceiver sat and brooded amongst his followers within the Twisting Nether. The cunning demonlord, under orders of his master, Sargeras, was plotting the Burning Legion\'s second invasion of Azeroth. ',1943,12340),
(1943,'This time he would not allow any mistakes. Kil\'jaeden surmised that he needed a new force to weaken Azeroth\'s defenses before the Legion even set foot upon the world. If the mortal races, such as the night elves and dragons, were forced to contend with a new threat, they would be too weak to pose any real resistance when the Legion\'s true invasion arrived.',1944,12340),
(1944,'It was at this time that Kil\'jaeden discovered the lush world of Draenor floating peacefully within the Great Dark Beyond. Home to the shamanistic, clan-based orcs and the peaceful draenei, Draenor was as idyllic as it was vast. ',1945,12340),
(1945,'The noble orc clans roamed the open prairies and hunted for sport, while the inquisitive draenei built crude cities within the world\'s towering cliffs and peaks. Kil\'jaeden knew that Draenor\'s denizens had great potential to serve the Burning Legion if they could be cultivated properly. ',1946,12340),
(1946,'Of the two races, Kil\'jaeden saw that the warrior orcs were more susceptible to the Legion\'s corruption. He enthralled the elder orc shaman, Ner\'zhul, in much the same way that Sargeras brought Queen Azshara under his control in ages past. Using the cunning shaman as his conduit, the demon spread battle lust and savagery throughout the orc clans. ',1947,12340),
(1947,'Before long, the spiritual race was transformed into a bloodthirsty people. Kil\'jaeden then urged Ner\'zhul and his people to take the last step: to give themselves over entirely to the pursuit of death and war. Yet the old shaman, sensing that his people would be enslaved to hatred forever, somehow resisted the demon\'s command. ',1948,12340),
(1948,'Frustrated by Ner\'zhul\'s resistance, Kil\'jaeden searched for another orc who would deliver his people into the Legion\'s hands. The clever demonlord finally found the willing disciple he sought - Ner\'zhul\'s ambitious apprentice, Gul\'dan. Kil\'jaeden promised Gul\'dan untold power in exchange for his utter obedience. ',1949,12340),
(1949,'The young orc became an avid student of demonic magic and developed into the most powerful mortal warlock in history. He taught other young orcs the arcane arts and strove to eradicate the orcs\' shamanistic traditions. Gul\'dan showed a new brand of magic to his brethren, a terrible new power that reeked of doom.',1950,12340),
(1950,'Kil\'jaeden, seeking to tighten his hold over the orcs, helped Gul\'dan found the Shadow Council, a secretive sect that manipulated the clans and spread the use of warlock magics throughout Draenor. As more and more orcs began to wield warlock magics, the gentle fields and streams of Draenor began to blacken and fade. Over time, the vast prairies the orcs had called home for generations withered away, leaving only red barren soil. The demon energies were slowly killing the world.',0,12340),
(1951,'The orcs became increasingly aggressive under the secret control of Gul\'dan and his Shadow Council. They constructed massive arenas where the orcs honed their warrior skills in trials of combat and death. During this period, a few clan chieftains spoke out against the growing depravity in their race. ',1952,11403),
(1952,'One such chieftain, Durotan of the Frostwolf clan, warned against the orcs\' losing themselves to hate and fury. His words fell on deaf ears, however, as stronger chieftains such as Grom Hellscream of the Warsong clan stepped forward to champion the new age of warfare and dominance.',1953,11403),
(1953,'Kil\'jaeden knew that the orc clans were almost ready, but he needed to be certain of their ultimate loyalty. In secret, he had the Shadow Council summon Mannoroth the Destructor, the living vessel of destruction and rage. Gul\'dan called the clan chieftains together and convinced them that drinking Mannoroth\'s raging blood would make them utterly invincible.$B',1954,11403),
(1954,' Led by Grom Hellscream, all the clan chiefs except Durotan drank and thereby sealed their fates as slaves to the Burning Legion. Empowered by Mannoroth\'s rage, the chieftains unwittingly extended this subjugation to their unsuspecting brethren. ',1955,11403),
(1955,'Consumed with the curse of this new bloodlust, the orcs sought to unleash their fury on any who stood before them. Sensing that the time had come, Gul\'dan united the warring clans into a single unstoppable Horde. ',1956,11403),
(1956,'However, knowing that the various chieftains like Hellscream and Orgrim Doomhammer would vie for overall supremacy, Gul\'dan set up a puppet warchief to rule over this new Horde. Blackhand the Destroyer, a particularly depraved and vicious orc warlord, was chosen to be Gul\'dan\'s puppet. Under Blackhand\'s command, the Horde set out to test itself against the simple draenei.',1957,11403),
(1957,'Over the course of a few months, the Horde eradicated nearly every draenei living on Draenor. Only a scattered handful of survivors managed to evade the orcs\' awesome wrath. Flushed with victory, Gul\'dan reveled in the Horde\'s power and might. Still, he knew that without any enemies to fight, the Horde would consume itself with endless infighting in its unstoppable appetite for glorious slaughter.',1958,11403),
(1958,'Kil\'jaeden knew that the Horde was finally prepared. The orcs had become the Burning Legion\'s greatest weapon. The cunning demon shared his knowledge with his waiting master, and Sargeras agreed that the time of his revenge had finally come. ',0,11403),
(1959,'As Kil\'jaeden prepared the Horde for its invasion of Azeroth, Medivh continued to fight for his soul against Sargeras. King Llane, the noble monarch of Stormwind, grew wary of the darkness which seemed to taint the spirit of his former friend.',1960,12340),
(1960,'King Llane shared his concerns with Anduin Lothar, the last descendent of the Arathi bloodline, whom he named his lieutenant-at-arms. Even so, neither man could have imagined that Medivh\'s slow descent into madness would bring about the horrors that were to come.',1961,12340),
(1961,'As a final incentive, Sargeras promised to bestow great power upon Gul\'dan if he agreed to lead the Horde to Azeroth. Through Medivh, Sargeras told the warlock that he could become a living god if he found the undersea tomb where the Guardian Aegwynn had placed Sargeras\' crippled body nearly a thousand years before.',1962,12340),
(1962,' Gul\'dan agreed and decided that once the denizens of Azeroth were beaten, he would find the legendary tomb and claim his reward. Assured that the Horde would serve his purposes, Sargeras ordered the invasion to begin.',1963,12340),
(1963,'Through a joint effort, Medivh and the warlocks of the Shadow Council opened the dimensional gateway known as the Dark Portal. This portal bridged the distance between Azeroth and Draenor, and it was large enough that armies might pass through it. Gul\'dan dispatched orc scouts through the portal to survey the lands which they would conquer. The returning scouts assured the Shadow Council that the world of Azeroth was ripe for the taking.',1964,12340),
(1964,'Still convinced that Gul\'dan\'s corruption would destroy his people, Durotan spoke out against the warlocks once more. The brave warrior claimed that warlocks were destroying the purity of the orcish spirit and that this reckless invasion would be their doom. Gul\'dan, unable to risk killing such a popular hero, was forced to exile Durotan and his Frostwolf Clan into the far reaches of this new world.',1965,12340),
(1965,'After the exiled Frostwolves charged through the portal, only a few orc clans followed. These orcs quickly set up a base of operations within the Black Morass, a dark and swampy area far to the east of the kingdom of Stormwind. As the orcs began to branch out and explore the new lands, they came into immediate conflict with the human defenders of Stormwind. $B',1966,12340),
(1966,'Though these skirmishes usually ended quickly, they did much to illustrate the weaknesses and strengths of both rival species. Llane and Lothar were never able to gather accurate data of the orcs\' numbers and could only guess at how great a force they would have to contend with. ',1967,12340),
(1967,'After a few years the majority of the orcish Horde had crossed into Azeroth, and Gul\'dan deemed that the time for the primary strike against humanity had come. The Horde launched its full might against the unsuspecting kingdom of Stormwind. ',1968,12340),
(1968,'As the forces of Azeroth and the Horde clashed across the kingdom, internal conflicts began to take their toll on both armies. King Llane, who believed the bestial orcs to be incapable of conquering Azeroth, contemptuously held his position at his capital of Stormwind. However, Sir Lothar became convinced that the battle should be taken directly to the enemy, and he was forced to choose between his convictions and his loyalty to the king. ',1969,12340),
(1969,'Choosing to follow his instincts, Lothar stormed Medivh\'s tower-fortress of Karazhan with the help of the wizard\'s young apprentice, Khadgar. Khadgar and Lothar succeeded in vanquishing the possessed Guardian, whom they confirmed to be the source of the conflict. ',1970,12340),
(1970,'By killing Medivh\'s body, Lothar and the young apprentice inadvertently banished the spirit of Sargeras to the abyss. As a consequence, the pure, virtuous spirit of Medivh was also allowed to live on... and wander the astral plane for many years to come.',1971,12340),
(1971,'Although Medivh had been defeated, the Horde continued to dominate the defenders of Stormwind. As the Horde\'s victory drew nearer, Orgrim Doomhammer, one of the greatest orc chieftains, began to see the depraved corruption that had spread throughout the clans since their time in Draenor.',1972,12340),
(1972,'His old comrade, Durotan, returned from exile and warned him yet again of Gul\'dan\'s treachery. In speedy retribution, Gul\'dan\'s assassins murdered Durotan and his family, leaving only his infant son alive. Unknown to Doomhammer was the fact that Durotan\'s infant son was found by the human officer, Aedelas Blackmoore, and taken as a slave. $B$BThat infant orc would one day rise to become the greatest leader his people would ever know. ',1973,12340),
(1973,'Incensed by Durotan\'s death, Orgrim set out to free the Horde from demonic corruption and ultimately assumed the role of warchief of the Horde by killing Gul\'dan\'s corrupt puppet, Blackhand. Under his decisive leadership the relentless Horde finally laid siege to Stormwind Keep. ',1974,12340),
(1974,'King Llane had severely underestimated the might of the Horde, and he watched helplessly as his kingdom fell to the green-skinned invaders. Ultimately King Llane was assassinated by one of the Shadow Council\'s finest killers: the half-orc, Garona.',1975,12340),
(1975,'Lothar and his warriors, returning home from Karazhan, hoped to stem the loss of life and save their once-glorious homeland. Instead, they returned too late and found their beloved kingdom in smoking ruins. The orcish Horde continued to ravage the countryside and claimed the surrounding lands for its own. Forced into hiding, Lothar and his companions swore a grim oath to reclaim their homeland at any cost.',0,12340),
(1976,'Lord Lothar rallied the remnants of Azeroth\'s armies after their defeat at Stormwind Keep, and then launched a massive exodus across the sea to the northern kingdom of Lordaeron. Convinced that the Horde would overcome all of humanity if left unchecked, the leaders of the seven human nations met and agreed to unite in what would become known as the Alliance of Lordaeron. ',1977,11403),
(1977,'For the first time in nearly three thousand years, the disparate nations of Arathor were once again united under a common banner. Appointed as Supreme Commander of the Alliance forces, Lord Lothar prepared his armies for the coming of the Horde.',1978,11403),
(1978,'Aided by his lieutenants, Uther the Lightbringer, Admiral Daelin Proudmoore, and Turalyon, Lothar was able to convince Lordaeron\'s demi-human races of the impending threat as well. The Alliance succeeded in gaining the support of the stoic dwarves of Ironforge and a small number of high elves of Quel\'Thalas.',1979,11403),
(1979,'The elves, led at that time by Anasterian Sunstrider, were largely uninterested in the coming conflict. However, they were duty-bound to aid Lothar because he was the last descendent of the Arathi bloodline, which had aided the elves in ages past.',1980,11403),
(1980,'The Horde, now led by Warchief Doomhammer, brought in ogres from its homeworld of Draenor and conscripted the disenfranchised Amani forest trolls into its fold. Setting out on a massive campaign to overrun the dwarf kingdom of Khaz Modan and the southern reaches of Lordaeron, the Horde effortlessly decimated all opposition.',1981,11403),
(1981,'The epic battles of the Second War ranged from large-scale naval skirmishes to massive aerial dogfights. Somehow the Horde had unearthed a powerful artifact known as the Demon Soul and used it to enslave the ancient Dragonqueen, Alexstrasza. Threatening to destroy her precious eggs, the Horde forced Alexstrasza to send her grown children to war. The noble red dragons were forced to fight for the Horde, and fight they did.',1982,11403),
(1982,'The war raged across the continents of Khaz Modan, Lordaeron, and Azeroth itself. As part of its northern campaign, the Horde succeeded in burning down the borderlands of Quel\'Thalas, thereby ensuring the elves\' final commitment to the Alliance\'s cause. The greater cities and townships of Lordaeron were razed and devastated by the conflict. Despite the absence of reinforcements and overwhelming odds, Lothar and his allies succeeded in holding their enemies at bay.',1983,11403),
(1983,'However, during the final days of the Second War, as the Horde\'s victory over the Alliance seemed almost assured, a terrible feud erupted between the two most powerful orcs on Azeroth. As Doomhammer prepared his final assault against the Capital City of Lordaeron - an assault that would have crushed the last remnants of the Alliance - Gul\'dan and his followers abandoned their posts and set out to sea.',1984,11403),
(1984,'The bewildered Doomhammer, having lost nearly half of his standing forces to Gul\'dan\'s treachery, was forced to pull back and forsake his greatest chance at victory over the Alliance.',1985,11403),
(1985,'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.',1986,11403),
(1986,'Backed by the Stormreaver and Twilight\'s Hammer clans, Gul\'dan succeeded in raising the Tomb of Sargeras from the sea floor. However, when he opened the ancient, flooded vault, he found only crazed demons awaiting him.',1987,11403),
(1987,'Seeking to punish the wayward orcs for their costly betrayal, Doomhammer sent his forces to kill Gul\'dan and bring the renegades back into the fold. For his recklessness, Gul\'dan was torn apart by the maddened demons he had set loose. With their leader dead, the renegade clans quickly fell before Doomhammer\'s enraged legions.',1988,11403),
(1988,'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.',1989,11403),
(1989,'Lord Lothar, seeing that the Horde was fracturing from within, gathered the last of his forces and pushed Doomhammer south, back into the shattered heartland of Stormwind. There, the Alliance forces trapped the retreating Horde within the volcanic fortress of Blackrock Spire. Though Lord Lothar fell in battle at the Spire\'s base, his lieutenant, Turalyon, rallied the Alliance forces at the eleventh hour and drove the Horde back into the abysmal Swamp of Sorrows. ',1990,11403),
(1990,'Turalyon\'s forces succeeded in destroying the Dark Portal, the mystical gateway that connected the orcs to their homeworld of Draenor. Cut off from its reinforcements and fractured by infighting, the Horde finally buckled in upon itself and fell before the might of the Alliance.',1991,11403),
(1991,'The scattered orc clans were quickly rounded up and placed within guarded internment camps. Though it seemed that the Horde had been defeated for good, some remained highly skeptical that peace would last. Khadgar, now an Archmage of some renown, convinced the Alliance high command to build the fortress of Nethergarde that would watch over the ruins of the Dark Portal and ensure that there would be no further invasions from Draenor.',0,11403),
(1992,'As the fires of the Second War died down, the Alliance took aggressive steps to contain the orcish threat. A number of large internment camps, meant to house the captive orcs, were constructed in southern Lordaeron. Guarded by both the paladins and the veteran soldiers of the Alliance, the camps proved to be a great success.',1993,1),
(1993,'Though the captive orcs were tense and anxious to do battle once more, the various camp wardens, based at the old prison-fortress of Durnholde, kept the peace and maintained a strong semblance of order.',1994,1),
(1994,'However, on the hellish world of Draenor, a new orcish army prepared to strike at the unsuspecting Alliance. Ner\'zhul, the former mentor of Gul\'dan, rallied the remaining orc clans under his dark banner. Aided by the Shadowmoon clan, the old shaman planned to open a number of portals on Draenor that would lead the Horde to new, unspoiled worlds.',1995,1),
(1995,'To power his new portals, he needed a number of enchanted artifacts from Azeroth. To procure them, Ner\'zhul reopened the Dark Portal and sent his ravenous servants charging through it.',1996,1),
(1996,'The new Horde, led by veteran chieftains such as Grom Hellscream and Kilrogg Deadeye (of the Bleeding Hollow clan), surprised the Alliance defense forces and rampaged through the countryside. Under Ner\'zhul\'s surgical command, the orcs quickly rounded up the artifacts that they needed and fled back to the safety of Draenor.',1997,1),
(1997,'King Terenas of Lordaeron, convinced that the orcs were preparing a new invasion of Azeroth, assembled his most trusted lieutenants. He ordered General Turalyon and the archmage, Khadgar, to lead an expedition through the Dark Portal to put an end to the orcish threat once and for all. Turalyon and Khadgar\'s forces marched into Draenor and repeatedly clashed with Ner\'zhul\'s clans upon the ravaged Hellfire Peninsula.',1998,1),
(1998,'Even with the aid of the high elf Alleria Windrunner, the dwarf Kurdran Wildhammer, and the veteran soldier Danath Trollbane, Khadgar was unable to prevent Ner\'zhul from opening his portals to other worlds.',1999,1),
(1999,'Ner\'zhul finally opened his portals to other worlds, but he did not foresee the terrible price he would pay. The portals\' tremendous energies began to tear the very fabric of Draenor apart. As Turalyon\'s forces fought desperately to return home to Azeroth, the world of Draenor began to buckle in upon itself. Grom Hellscream and Kilrogg Deadeye, realizing that Ner\'zhul\'s mad plans would doom their entire race, rallied the remaining orcs and escaped back to the relative safety of Azeroth.',2000,1),
(2000,'On Draenor, Turalyon and Khadgar agreed to make the ultimate sacrifice by destroying the Dark Portal from their side. Though it would cost their lives, and the lives of their companions, they knew that it was the only way to ensure Azeroth\'s survival. Even as Hellscream and Deadeye hacked their way through the human ranks in a desperate bid for freedom, the Dark Portal exploded behind them. For them, and the remaining orcs on Azeroth, there would be no going back.',2001,1),
(2001,'Ner\'zhul and his loyal Shadowmoon clan passed through the largest of the newly created portals, as massive volcanic eruptions began to break Draenor\'s continents apart. The burning seas rose up and roiled the shattered landscape as the tortured world was finally consumed in a massive, apocalyptic explosion.',0,1),
(2002,'Ner\'zhul and his followers entered the Twisting Nether, the ethereal plane that connects all of the worlds scattered throughout the Great Dark Beyond. Unfortunately Kil\'jaeden and his demonic minions were waiting for them. Kil\'jaeden, who had sworn to take vengeance on Ner\'zhul for his prideful defiance, slowly tore the old shaman\'s body apart, piece by piece. ',2003,12340),
(2003,'Kil\'jaeden kept the shaman\'s spirit alive and intact, thus leaving Ner\'zhul painfully aware of his body\'s gross dismemberment. Though Ner\'zhul pleaded with the demon to release his spirit and grant him death, the demon grimly replied that the Blood Pact they had made long ago was still binding, and that Ner\'zhul still had a purpose to serve.',2004,12340),
(2004,'The orcs\' failure to conquer the world for the Burning Legion forced Kil\'jaeden to create a new army to sew chaos throughout the kingdoms of the Azeroth. This new army could not be allowed to fall prey to the same petty rivalries and infighting that had plagued the Horde. It would have to be merciless and single-minded in its mission. This time, Kil\'jaeden could not afford to fail. ',2005,12340),
(2005,'Holding Ner\'zhul\'s spirit helpless in stasis, Kil\'jaeden gave him one last chance to serve the Legion or suffer eternal torment. Once again, Ner\'zhul recklessly agreed to the demon\'s pact. Ner\'zhul\'s spirit was placed within a specially crafted block of diamond-hard ice gathered from the far reaches of the Twisting Nether. ',2006,12340),
(2006,'Encased within the frozen cask, Ner\'zhul felt his consciousness expand ten thousand-fold. Warped by the demon\'s chaotic powers, Ner\'zhul became a spectral being of unfathomable power. At that moment, the orc known as Ner\'zhul was shattered forever, and the Lich King was born.',2007,12340),
(2007,'Ner\'zhul\'s loyal death knights and Shadowmoon followers were also transformed by the demon\'s chaotic energies. The wicked spellcasters were ripped apart and remade as skeletal liches. The demons had ensured that even in death, Ner\'zhul\'s followers would serve him unquestioningly.',2008,12340),
(2008,'When the time was right, Kil\'jaeden explained the mission for which he had created the Lich King. Ner\'zhul was to spread a plague of death and terror across Azeroth that would snuff out human civilization forever. All those who died from the dreaded plague would arise as the undead, and their spirits would be bound to Ner\'zhul\'s iron will forever.',2009,12340),
(2009,' Kil\'jaeden promised that if Ner\'zhul accomplished his dark mission of scouring humanity from the world, he would be freed from his curse and granted a new, healthy body to inhabit.',2010,12340),
(2010,'Though Ner\'zhul was agreeable and seemingly anxious to play his part, Kil\'jaeden remained skeptical of his pawn\'s loyalties. Keeping the Lich King bodiless and trapped within the crystal cask assured his good conduct for the short term, but the demon knew that he would need to keep a watchful eye on him. To this end, Kil\'jaeden called upon his elite demon guard, the vampiric dreadlords, to police Ner\'zhul and ensure that he accomplished his dread task. ',2011,12340),
(2011,'Tichondrius, the most powerful and cunning of the dreadlords, warmed to the challenge; he was fascinated by the plague\'s severity and the Lich King\'s unbridled potential for genocide.',0,12340),
(2012,'Kil\'jaeden cast Ner\'zhul\'s icy cask back into the world of Azeroth. The hardened crystal streaked across the night sky and smashed into the desolate arctic continent of Northrend, burying itself deep within the Icecrown glacier. The frozen crystal, warped and scarred by its violent descent, came to resemble a throne, and Ner\'zhul\'s vengeful spirit soon stirred within it.',2013,12340),
(2013,'From the confines of the Frozen Throne, Ner\'zhul began to reach out his vast consciousness and touch the minds of Northrend\'s native inhabitants. With little effort, he enslaved the minds of many indigenous creatures, including ice trolls and fierce wendigo, and he drew their evil brethren into his growing shadow. His psychic powers proved to be almost limitless, and he used them to create a small army that he housed within Icecrown\'s twisting labyrinths. ',2014,12340),
(2014,'As the Lich King mastered his growing abilities under the dreadlords\' persistent vigil, he discovered a remote human settlement on the fringe of the vast Dragonblight. On a whim, Ner\'zhul decided to test his powers on the unsuspecting humans. ',2015,12340),
(2015,'Ner\'zhul cast a plague of undeath - which had originated from deep within the Frozen Throne, out into the arctic wasteland. Controlling the plague with his will alone, he drove it straight into the human village. Within three days, everyone in the settlement was dead, but shortly thereafter, the dead villagers began to rise as zombified corpses. Ner\'zhul could feel their individual spirits and thoughts as if they were his own. ',2016,12340),
(2016,'The raging cacophony in his mind caused Ner\'zhul to grow even more powerful, as if their spirits provided him with much-needed nourishment. He found it was child\'s play to control the zombies\' actions and steer them to whatever end he wished.',2017,12340),
(2017,'Over the following months, Ner\'zhul continued to experiment with his plague of undeath by subjugating every human inhabitant of Northrend. With his army of undead growing daily, he knew that the time for his true test was nearing.',0,12340),
(2018,'Meanwhile, in the war-torn lands of the south, the scattered remnants of the Horde fought for their very survival. Though Grom Hellscream and his Warsong clan managed to evade capture, Deadeye and his Bleeding Hollow clan were rounded up and placed in the internment camps in Lordaeron. Notwithstanding these costly uprisings, the camps\' wardens soon re-established control over their brutish charges.',2019,11723),
(2019,'However, unknown to the Alliance, a large force of orcs still roamed free in the northern wastes of Khaz Modan. The Dragonmaw clan, led by the infamous warlock Nekros, was using an ancient artifact known as the Demon Soul to control the Dragonqueen, Alexstrasza, and her dragonflight. With the Dragonqueen as his hostage, Nekros built up a secret army within the abandoned - some say cursed - Wildhammer stronghold of Grim Batol. ',2020,11723),
(2020,'Planning to unleash his forces and the mighty red dragons on the Alliance, Nekros hoped to reunite the Horde and continue its conquest of Azeroth. His vision did not come to pass: a small group of resistance fighters, led by the human mage Rhonin managed to destroy the Demon Soul and free the Dragonqueen from Nekros\' command.',2021,11723),
(2021,'In their fury, Alexstrasza\'s dragons tore Grim Batol apart and incinerated the greater bulk of the Dragonmaw clan. Nekros\' grand schemes of reunification came crashing down as the Alliance troops rounded up the remaining orc survivors and threw them into the waiting internment camps. The Dragonmaw clan\'s defeat signaled the end of the Horde, and the end of the orcs\' furious bloodlust. ',0,11723),
(2022,'Months passed, and more orc prisoners were rounded up and placed within the internment camps. As the camps began to overflow, the Alliance was forced to construct new camps in the plains south of the Alterac Mountains. To properly maintain and supply the growing number of camps, King Terenas levied a new tax on the Alliance nations. ',2023,1),
(2023,'This tax, along with increased political tensions over border disputes, created widespread unrest. It seemed that the fragile pact that had forged the human nations together in their darkest hour would break at any given moment.',2024,1),
(2024,'Amidst the political turmoil, many of the camp wardens began to notice an unsettling change come over their orc captives. The orcs\' efforts to escape from the camps or even fight amongst themselves had greatly decreased in frequency over time. The orcs were becoming increasingly aloof and lethargic.',2025,1),
(2025,' Though it was difficult to believe, the orcs - once held as the most aggressive race ever seen on Azeroth - had completely lost their will to fight. The strange lethargy confounded the Alliance leaders and continued to take its toll on the rapidly weakening orcs. ',2026,1),
(2026,'Some speculated that some strange disease, contractible only by orcs, brought about the baffling lethargy. But Archmage Antonidas of Dalaran posed a different hypothesis. Researching what little he could find of orcish history, Antonidas learned that the orcs had been under the crippling influence of demonic power for generations.',2027,1),
(2027,' He speculated that the orcs had been corrupted by these powers even before their first invasion of Azeroth. Clearly, demons had spiked the orcs\' blood, and in turn the brutes had been granted unnaturally heightened strength, endurance, and aggression.',2028,1),
(2028,'Antonidas theorized that the orcs\' communal lethargy was not actually a disease, but a consequence of racial withdrawal from the volatile warlock magics that had made them fearsome, bloodlusted warriors. ',2029,1),
(2029,'Though the symptoms were clear, Antonidas was unable to find a cure for the orcs\' present condition. Then too, many of his fellow mages, as well as a few notable Alliance leaders, argued that finding a cure for the orcs would be an imprudent venture. Left to ponder the orcs\' mysterious condition, Antonidas\' conclusion was that the orcs\' cure would have to be a spiritual one.',0,1),
(2030,'The chief warden of the internment camps, Aedelas Blackmoore, watched over the captive orcs from his prison-stronghold, Durnholde. One orc in particular had always held his interest: the orphaned infant he had found nearly eighteen years before. Blackmoore had raised the young male as a favored slave and named him Thrall. Blackmoore taught the orc about tactics, philosophy, and combat. Thrall was even trained as a gladiator. All the while, the corrupt warden sought to mold the orc into a weapon. ',2031,11723),
(2031,'Despite his harsh upbringing, young Thrall grew into a strong, quick-witted orc, and he knew in his heart that a slave\'s life was not for him. As he grew to maturity, he learned about his people, the orcs, whom he had never met: after their defeat, most of them had been placed in internment camps. Rumor had it that Doomhammer, the orc leader, had escaped from Lordaeron and gone into hiding. Only one rogue clan still operated in secret, trying to evade the watchful eyes of the Alliance. ',2032,11723),
(2032,'The resourceful yet inexperienced Thrall decided to escape from Blackmoore\'s fortress and set off to find others of his kind. During his journeys Thrall visited the internment camps and found his once-mighty race to be strangely cowed and lethargic. Having not found the proud warriors he hoped to discover, Thrall set out to find the last undefeated orc chieftain, Grom Hellscream. ',2033,11723),
(2033,'Constantly hunted by the humans, Hellscream nevertheless held onto the Horde\'s unquenchable will to fight. Aided only by his own devoted Warsong clan, Hellscream continued to wage an underground war against the oppression of his beleaguered people. Unfortunately, Hellscream could never find a way to rouse the captured orcs from their stupor. The impressionable Thrall, inspired by Hellscream\'s idealism, developed a strong empathy for the Horde and its warrior traditions. ',2034,11723),
(2034,'Seeking the truth of his own origins, Thrall traveled north to find the legendary Frostwolf clan. Thrall learned that Gul\'dan had exiled the Frostwolves during the early days of the First War. He also discovered that he was the son and heir of the orc hero Durotan, the true chieftain of the Frostwolves who had been murdered in the wilds nearly twenty years before. ',2035,11723),
(2035,'Under the tutelage of the venerable shaman Drek\'Thar, Thrall studied his people\'s ancient shamanistic culture, which had been forgotten under Gul\'dan\'s evil rule. Over time, Thrall became a powerful shaman and took his rightful place as chieftain of the exiled Frostwolves. Empowered by the elements themselves and driven to find his destiny, Thrall set off to free the captive clans and heal his race of demonic corruption. ',2036,11723),
(2036,'During his travels, Thrall found the aged warchief, Orgrim Doomhammer, who had been living as a hermit for many years. Doomhammer, who had been a close friend of Thrall\'s father, decided to follow the young, visionary orc and help him free the captive clans. Supported by many of the veteran chieftains, Thrall ultimately succeeded in revitalizing the Horde and giving his people a new spiritual identity. ',2037,11723),
(2037,'To symbolize his people\'s rebirth, Thrall returned to Blackmoore\'s fortress of Durnholde and put a decisive end to his former master\'s plans by laying siege to the internment camps. This victory was not without its price: during the liberation of one camp, Doomhammer fell in battle. ',2038,11723),
(2038,'Thrall took up Doomhammer\'s legendary warhammer and donned his black plate-armor to become the new warchief of the Horde. During the following months, Thrall\'s small but volatile Horde laid waste to the internment camps and stymied the Alliance\'s best efforts to counter his clever strategies. Encouraged by his best friend and mentor, Grom Hellscream, Thrall worked to ensure that his people would never be slaves again. ',0,11723),
(2039,'While Thrall was liberating his brethren in Lordaeron, Ner\'zhul continued to build up his power base in Northrend. A great citadel was erected above the Icecrown Glacier and manned by the growing legions of the dead. Yet as the Lich King extended his influence over the land, one shadowy empire stood against his power. ',2040,12340),
(2040,'The ancient subterranean kingdom of Azjol-Nerub, which had been founded by a race of sinister humanoid spiders, sent their elite warrior-guard to attack Icecrown and end the Lich King\'s mad bid for dominance. Much to his frustration, Ner\'zhul found that the evil nerubians were immune not only to the plague, but to his telepathic domination as well.',2041,12340),
(2041,'The nerubian spider-lords commanded vast forces and had an underground network that stretched nearly half the breadth of Northrend. Their hit-and-run tactics on the Lich King\'s strongholds stymied his efforts to root them out time after time. Ultimately Ner\'zhul\'s war against the nerubians was won by attrition. With the aid of the sinister dreadlords and innumerable undead warriors, the Lich King invaded Azjol-Nerub and brought its subterranean temples crashing down upon the spider lords\' heads.',2042,12340),
(2042,'Though the nerubians were immune to his plague, Ner\'zhul\'s growing necromantic powers allowed him to raise the spider-warriors\' corpses and bend them to his will. As a testament to their tenacity and fearlessness, Ner\'zhul adopted the nerubians\' distinctive architectural style for his own fortresses and structures. ',2043,12340),
(2043,'Left to rule his kingdom unopposed, the Lich King began preparing for his true mission in the world. Reaching out into the human lands with his vast consciousness, the Lich King called out to any dark soul that would listen.... ',0,12340),
(2044,'There were a handful of powerful individuals scattered throughout the world who heard the Lich King\'s mental summons from Northrend. Most notable of them was the archmage of Dalaran, Kel\'Thuzad, who was one of senior members of the Kirin Tor, Dalaran\'s ruling council. He had been considered a maverick for years due to his insistence on studying the forbidden arts of necromancy. ',2045,12340),
(2045,'Driven to learn all he could of the magical world and its shadowy wonders, he was frustrated by what he saw as his peers\' outmoded and unimaginative precepts. Upon hearing the powerful summons from Northrend, the archmage bent all of his considerable will to communing with the mysterious voice. Convinced that the Kirin Tor was too squeamish to seize the power and knowledge inherent in the dark arts, he resigned himself to learn what he could from the immensely powerful Lich King.',2046,12340),
(2046,'Leaving behind his fortune and prestigious political standing, Kel\'Thuzad abandoned the ways of the Kirin Tor and left Dalaran forever. Prodded by the Lich King\'s persistent voice in his mind, he sold his vast holdings and stored away his fortunes. Traveling alone over many leagues of both land and sea, he finally reached the frozen shores of Northrend.',2047,12340),
(2047,'Intent on reaching Icecrown and offering his services to the Lich King, the archmage passed through the ravaged, war-torn ruins of Azjol-Nerub. Kel\'Thuzad saw firsthand the scope and ferocity of Ner\'zhul\'s power. He began to realize that allying himself with the mysterious Lich King might be both wise and potentially fruitful.',2048,12340),
(2048,'After long months of trekking through the harsh arctic wastelands, Kel\'Thuzad finally reached the dark glacier of Icecrown. He boldly approached Ner\'zhul\'s dark citadel and was shocked when the undead guardsmen silently let him pass as though he was expected. ',2049,12340),
(2049,'Kel\'Thuzad descended deep into the cold earth and found his way down to the bottom of the glacier. There, in the endless cavern of ice and shadows, he prostrated himself before the Frozen Throne and offered his soul to the dark lord of the dead.',2050,12340),
(2050,'The Lich King was pleased with his latest conscript. He promised Kel\'Thuzad immortality and great power in exchange for his loyalty and obedience. Eager for dark knowledge and power, Kel\'Thuzad accepted his first great mission: to go into the world of men and found a new religion that would worship the Lich King as a god.',2051,12340),
(2051,'To help the archmage accomplish his mission, Ner\'zhul left Kel\'Thuzad\'s humanity intact. The aged yet still charismatic wizard was charged with using his powers of illusion and persuasion to lull the downtrodden, disenfranchised masses of Lordaeron into a state of trust and belief. Then, once he had their attention, he would offer them a new vision of what society could be - and a new figurehead to call their king.',2052,12340),
(2052,'Kel\'Thuzad returned to Lordaeron in disguise, and over the span of three years, he used his fortune and intellect to gather a clandestine brotherhood of like-minded men and women. The brotherhood, which he called the Cult of the Damned, promised its acolytes social equality and eternal life on Azeroth in exchange for their service and obedience to Ner\'zhul. ',2053,12340),
(2053,'As the months passed, Kel\'Thuzad found many eager volunteers for his new cult amongst the tired, overburdened laborers of Lordaeron. It was surprisingly easy for Kel\'Thuzad to achieve his goal: namely, to transfer the citizens\' faith in the Holy Light into belief in Ner\'zhul\'s dark shadow. As the Cult of the Damned grew in size and influence, Kel\'Thuzad made sure to hide its workings from the authorities of Lordaeron.',2054,12340),
(2054,'With Kel\'Thuzad\'s success in Lordaeron, the Lich King made the final preparations for his assault against human civilization. Placing his plague-energies into a number of portable artifacts called plague-cauldrons, Ner\'zhul ordered Kel\'Thuzad to transport the cauldrons to Lordaeron, where they would be hidden within various cult-controlled villages. ',2055,12340),
(2055,'The cauldrons, protected by the loyal cultists, would then act as plague-generators, sending the plague seeping out across the unsuspecting farmlands and cities of northern Lordaeron.',2056,12340),
(2056,'The Lich King\'s plan worked perfectly. Many of Lordaeron\'s northern villages were contaminated almost immediately. Just as in Northrend, the citizens who contracted the plague died and arose as the Lich King\'s willing slaves. ',2057,12340),
(2057,'The cultists under Kel\'Thuzad were eager to die and be raised again in their dark lord\'s service. They exulted in the prospect of immortality through undeath. As the plague spread, more and more feral zombies arose in the northlands. Kel\'Thuzad looked upon the Lich King\'s growing army and named it the Scourge, for soon it would march upon the gates of Lordaeron and scour humanity from the face of the world. ',0,12340),
(2063,'The cultists under Kel\'Thuzad were eager to die and be raised again in their dark lord\'s service. They exulted in the prospect of immortality through undeath. As the plague spread, more and more feral zombies arose in the northlands. Kel\'Thuzad looked upon the Lich King\'s growing army and named it the Scourge, for soon it would march upon the gates of Lordaeron and scour humanity from the face of the world. ',0,1),
(2064,'After preparing for many long months, Kel\'Thuzad and his Cult of the Damned finally struck the first blow by releasing the plague of undeath upon Lordaeron. Uther and his fellow paladins investigated the infected regions in the hope of finding a way to stop the plague. Despite their efforts, the plague continued to spread and threatened to tear the Alliance apart.',2065,12340),
(2065,'As the ranks of the undead swept across Lordaeron, Terenas\' only son, Prince Arthas, took up the fight against the Scourge. Arthas succeeded in killing Kel\'Thuzad, but even so, the undead ranks swelled with every soldier that fell defending the land. Frustrated and stymied by the seemingly unstoppable enemy, Arthas took increasingly extreme steps to conquer them. Finally Arthas\' comrades warned him that he was losing his hold on his humanity.',2066,12340),
(2066,'Arthas\' fear and resolve proved to be his ultimate undoing. He tracked the plague\'s source to Northrend, intending to end its threat forever. Instead, Prince Arthas eventually fell prey to the Lich King\'s tremendous power. Believing that it would save his people, Arthas took up the cursed runeblade, Frostmourne. ',2067,12340),
(2067,'Though the sword did grant him unfathomable power, it also stole his soul and transformed him into the greatest of the Lich King\'s death knights. With his soul cast aside and his sanity shattered, Arthas led the Scourge against his own kingdom. Ultimately, Arthas murdered his own father, King Terenas, and crushed Lordaeron under the Lich King\'s iron heel.',0,12340),
(2068,'Though he had defeated all of the people he now saw as his enemies, Arthas was still haunted by the ghost of Kel\'Thuzad. The ghost told Arthas that he needed to be revived for the next phase of the Lich King\'s plan. To revive him, Arthas needed to bring Kel\'Thuzad\'s remains to the mystical Sunwell, hidden within the high elves\' eternal kingdom of Quel\'Thalas. ',2069,1),
(2069,'Arthas and his Scourge invaded Quel\'Thalas and laid siege to the elves\' crumbling defenses. Sylvanas Windrunner, the Ranger-General of Silvermoon, put up a valiant fight, but Arthas eventually eradicated the high elf army and battled through to the Sunwell. In a cruel gesture of his dominance, he even raised Sylvanas\' defeated body as a banshee, cursed to endless undeath in the service of Quel\'Thalas\' conqueror. ',2070,1),
(2070,'Ultimately, Arthas submerged Kel\'Thuzad\'s remains within the holy waters of the Sunwell. Although the potent waters of Eternity were fouled by this act, Kel\'Thuzad was reborn as a sorcerous lich. Resurrected as a far more powerful being, Kel\'Thuzad explained the next phase of the Lich King\'s plan. ',2071,1),
(2071,'By the time Arthas and his army of the dead turned southward, not one living elf remained in Quel\'Thalas. The glorious homeland of the high elves, which had stood for more than nine thousand years, was no more. ',0,1),
(2072,'Once Kel\'Thuzad was whole again, Arthas led the Scourge south to Dalaran. There the lich would obtain the powerful spellbook of Medivh, and use it to summon Archimonde back into the world. From that point on, Archimonde himself would begin the Legion\'s final invasion. Not even the wizards of the Kirin Tor could stop Arthas\' forces from stealing Medivh\'s book, and soon Kel\'Thuzad had all he needed to perform his spell. ',2073,11723),
(2073,'After ten thousand years, the mighty demon Archimonde and his host emerged once again upon the world of Azeroth. Yet Dalaran was not their final destination. Under orders from Kil\'jaeden himself, Archimonde and his demons followed the undead Scourge to Kalimdor, bent on destroying Nordrassil, the World Tree.',2074,11723),
(2074,'In the midst of this chaos, a lone, mysterious prophet appeared to lend the mortal races guidance. This prophet proved to be none other than Medivh, the last Guardian, miraculously returned from the Beyond to redeem himself for past sins. Medivh told the Horde and the Alliance of the dangers they faced and urged them to band together. ',2075,11723),
(2075,'Jaded by generations of hate, the orcs and humans would have none of it. Medivh was forced to deal with each race separately, using prophecy and trickery to guide them across the sea to the legendary land of Kalimdor. The orcs and humans soon encountered the long-hidden civilization of the Kaldorei.',2076,11723),
(2076,'The orcs, led by Thrall, suffered a series of setbacks on their journey across Kalimdor\'s Barrens. Though they befriended Cairne Bloodhoof and his mighty tauren warriors, many orcs began to succumb to the demonic bloodlust that had plagued them for years. Thrall\'s greatest lieutenant, Grom Hellscream, even betrayed the Horde by giving himself over to his baser instincts.',2077,11723),
(2077,' As Hellscream and his loyal Warsong warriors stalked through the forests of Ashenvale, they clashed with the ancient night elf Sentinels. Certain that the orcs had returned to their warlike ways, the demigod Cenarius came forth to drive Hellscream and his orcs back. Yet Hellscream and his orcs, overcome with supernatural hate and rage, managed to kill Cenarius and corrupt the ancient forestlands. ',2078,11723),
(2078,'Ultimately, Hellscream redeemed his honor by helping Thrall defeat Mannoroth, the demon lord who first cursed the orcs with his bloodline of hate and rage. With Mannoroth\'s death, the orcs\' blood-curse was finally brought to an end. ',2079,11723),
(2079,'While Medivh worked to convince the orcs and humans of the need for an alliance, the night elves fought the Legion in their own secretive ways. Tyrande Whisperwind, the immortal High Priestess of the night elf Sentinels, battled desperately to keep the demons and undead from overrunning the forests of Ashenvale. Tyrande realized that she needed help, so she set out to awaken the night elf druids from their thousand-year slumber. ',2080,11723),
(2080,'Calling upon her ancient love, Malfurion Stormrage, Tyrande succeeded in galvanizing her defenses and driving the Legion back. With Malfurion\'s help, nature herself rose up to vanquish the Legion and its Scourge allies.',2081,11723),
(2081,'While searching for more of the hibernating druids, Malfurion found the ancient barrow prison in which he had chained his brother, Illidan. Convinced that Illidan would aid them against the Legion, Tyrande set him free. Though Illidan did aid them for a time, he eventually fled to pursue his own interests.',2082,11723),
(2082,'The night elves braced themselves and fought the Burning Legion with grim determination. The Legion had never ceased in its desire for the Well of Eternity, long the source of strength for the World Tree and itself the heart of the night elf kingdom. If their planned assault on the Tree was successful, the demons would literally tear the world apart.',0,11723),
(2083,'During the Legion\'s invasion of Ashenvale, Illidan was released from his barrow prison after ten thousand years of captivity. Though he sought to appease his comrades, he soon reverted to true form and consumed the energies of a powerful warlock artifact known as the Skull of Gul\'dan. ',2084,1),
(2084,'By doing so, Illidan developed demonic features and vastly magnified power. He also gained some of Gul\'dan\'s old memories - especially those of the Tomb of Sargeras, the island dungeon rumored to hold the remains of the Dark Titan, Sargeras. ',2085,1),
(2085,'Bristling with power and free to roam the world once more, Illidan set out to find his own place in the great scheme of things. However, Kil\'jaeden confronted Illidan and made him an offer he could not refuse. Kil\'jaeden was angered by Archimonde\'s defeat at Mount Hyjal, but he had greater concerns than vengeance. ',2086,1),
(2086,'Sensing that his creation, the Lich King, was growing too powerful to control, Kil\'jaeden ordered Illidan to destroy Ner\'zhul and put an end to the undead Scourge once and for all. In exchange, Illidan would receive untold power and a true place amongst the remaining lords of the Burning Legion. ',2087,1),
(2087,'Illidan agreed and immediately set out to destroy the Frozen Throne, the icy crystal cask in which the Lich King\'s spirit resided. Illidan knew that he would need a mighty artifact to destroy the Frozen Throne. Using the knowledge he had gained from Gul\'dan\'s memories, Illidan decided to seek out the Tomb of Sargeras and claim the Dark Titan\'s remains. ',2088,1),
(2088,'He called in some old Highborne debts and lured the serpentine naga from their dark undersea lairs. Led by the cunning witch Lady Vashj the naga helped Illidan reach the Broken Isles, where Sargeras\' Tomb was rumored to be located. ',2089,1),
(2089,'As Illidan set out with the naga, Warden Maiev Shadowsong began to hunt him. Maiev had been Illidan\'s jailor for ten thousand years and relished the prospect of recapturing him. However, Illidan outsmarted Maiev and her Watchers and succeeded in claiming the Eye of Sargeras despite their efforts. With the powerful Eye in his possession, Illidan traveled to the former wizard-city of Dalaran. ',2090,1),
(2090,'Strengthened by the city\'s ley power lines, Illidan used the Eye to cast a destructive spell against the Lich King\'s citadel of Icecrown in distant Northrend. Illidan\'s attack shattered the Lich King\'s defenses and ruptured the very roof of the world. At the final moment, Illidan\'s destructive spell was stopped when his brother Malfurion and the Priestess Tyrande arrived to aid Maiev. ',2091,1),
(2091,'Knowing that Kil\'jaeden would not be pleased with his failure to destroy the Frozen Throne, Illidan fled to the barren dimension known as Outland: the last remnants of Draenor, the orcs\' former homeworld. There he planned to evade Kil\'jaeden\'s wrath and plan his next moves. ',2092,1),
(2092,'After they succeeded in stopping Illidan, Malfurion and Tyrande returned home to Ashenvale Forest to watch over their people. Maiev, however, would not quit so easily, and followed Illidan to Outland, determined to bring him to justice. ',0,1),
(2093,'At this time, the undead Scourge had essentially transformed Lordaeron and Quel\'Thalas into the toxic Plaguelands. There were only a few pockets of Alliance resistance forces left. One such group, consisting primarily of high elves, was led by the last of the Sunstrider dynasty: Prince Kael\'thas. ',2094,1),
(2094,'Kael, an accomplished wizard himself, grew wary of the failing Alliance. The high elves grieved for the loss of their homeland and decided to call themselves blood elves in honor of their fallen people. Yet as they worked to keep the Scourge at bay, they suffered greatly at being cut off from the Sunwell that had empowered them. ',2095,1),
(2095,'Desperate to find a cure for his people\'s racial addiction to magic, Kael did the unthinkable: he embraced his people\'s Highborne ancestry and joined with Illidan and his naga in hopes of finding a new magical power source upon which to feed. The remaining Alliance commanders condemned the blood elves as traitors and cast them out for good.',2096,1),
(2096,'With no place left to go, Kael and his blood elves followed Lady Vashj to Outland to help contest the warden, Maiev, who had recaptured Illidan. With the combined naga and blood elf forces, they managed to defeat Maiev and free Illidan from her grasp. Based in Outland, Illidan gathered his forces for a second strike against the Lich King and his fortress of Icecrown. ',0,1),
(2097,'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.',2098,12340),
(2098,'Though his powers were drained by the Lich King\'s weakness, Arthas had been involved in a civil war in Lordaeron. Half of the standing undead forces, led by the banshee Sylvanas Windrunner, staged a coup for control over the undead empire. Arthas, called by the Lich King, was forced to leave the Scourge in the hands of his lieutenant, Kel\'Thuzad, as the war escalated throughout the Plaguelands.',2099,12340),
(2099,'Ultimately, Sylvanas and her rebel undead (known as the Forsaken) claimed the ruined capital city of Lordaeron as their own. Constructing their own bastion beneath the wrecked city, the Forsaken vowed to defeat the Scourge and drive Kel\'Thuzad and his minions from the land.',2100,12340),
(2100,'Weakened, but determined to save his master, Arthas reached Northrend only to find Illidan\'s naga and blood elves waiting for him. He and his nerubian allies raced against Illidan\'s forces to reach the Icecrown Glacier and defend the Frozen Throne.',0,12340),
(2101,'Even weakened as he was, Arthas ultimately outmaneuvered Illidan and reached the Frozen Throne first. Using his runeblade, Frostmourne, Arthas shattered the Lich King\'s icy prison and thereby released Ner\'zhul\'s enchanted helm and breastplate.',2102,12340),
(2102,'Arthas placed the unimaginably powerful helm on his head and became the new Lich King. Ner\'zhul and Arthas\' spirits fused into a single mighty being, just as Ner\'zhul had always planned. Illidan and his troops were forced to flee back to Outland in disgrace, while Arthas became one of the most powerful entities the world had ever known.',2103,12340),
(2103,'Currently Arthas, the new and immortal Lich King, resides in Northrend; he is rumored to be rebuilding the citadel of Icecrown. His trusted lieutenant, Kel\'Thuzad, commands the Scourge in the Plaguelands. Sylvanas and her rebel Forsaken hold only the Tirisfal Glades, a small portion of the war-torn kingdom.',0,12340),
(2104,'Though victory was theirs, the mortal races found themselves in a world shattered by war. The Scourge and the Burning Legion had all but destroyed the civilizations of Lordaeron, and had almost finished the job in Kalimdor. There were forests to heal, grudges to bury, and homelands to settle. The war had wounded each race deeply, but they had selflessly banded together to attempt a new beginning, starting with the uneasy truce between the Alliance and Horde.',2105,11403),
(2105,'Thrall led the orcs to the continent of Kalimdor, where they founded a new homeland with the help of their tauren brethren. Naming their new land Durotar after Thrall\'s murdered father, the orcs settled down to rebuild their once-glorious society.',2106,11403),
(2106,'Now that the demon curse was ended, the Horde changed from a warlike juggernaut into more of a loose coalition, dedicated to survival and prosperity rather than conquest. Aided by the noble tauren and the cunning trolls of the Darkspear tribe, Thrall and his orcs looked forward to a new era of peace in their own land.',2107,11403),
(2107,'The remaining Alliance forces under Jaina Proudmoore settled in southern Kalimdor. Off the eastern coast of Dustwallow Marsh, they built the rugged port city of Theramore. There, the humans and their dwarven allies worked to survive in a land that would always be hostile to them. Though the defenders of Durotar and Theramore kept the tentative truce with one another, the fragile colonial serenity was not meant to last.',2108,11403),
(2108,'The peace between the orcs and humans was shattered by the arrival of a massive Alliance fleet in Kalimdor. The mighty fleet, under the command of Grand Admiral Daelin Proudmoore (Jaina\'s father), had left Lordaeron before Arthas had destroyed the kingdom. Having sailed for many grueling months, Admiral Proudmoore was searching for any Alliance survivors he could find.',2109,11403),
(2109,'Proudmoore\'s armada posed a serious threat to the stability of the region. As a renowned hero of the Second War, Jaina\'s father was a staunch enemy of the Horde, and he was determined to destroy Durotar before the orcs could gain a foothold in the land.',2110,11403),
(2110,'The Grand Admiral forced Jaina to make a terrible decision: support him in battle against the orcs and betray her newfound allies, or fight her own father to maintain the fragile peace that the Alliance and the Horde had finally attained. After much soul-searching, Jaina chose the latter and helped Thrall defeat her crazed father. ',2111,11403),
(2111,'Unfortunately Admiral Proudmoore died in battle before Jaina could reconcile with him or prove that orcs were no longer bloodthirsty monsters. For her loyalty, the orcs allowed Jaina\'s forces to return home safely to Theramore.',0,11403),
(2130,'Unfortunately Admiral Proudmoore died in battle before Jaina could reconcile with him or prove that orcs were no longer bloodthirsty monsters. For her loyalty, the orcs allowed Jaina\'s forces to return home safely to Theramore. ',0,1),
(2131,'Throm-Ka, warrior. I won\'t fawn over your deeds of strength and valor. They\'re old news. Killed any humans lately? Not many, I wager. You\'re slowing down. Getting soft without a challenge.\r\n\r\nI need another pair of hands, and no matter what your toadies say, you need the training I can give you. Whenever you get that through your thick skull, I\'ll be waiting under the canopy just outside the Den.\r\n\r\n-Frang, Warrior Trainer',0,1),
(2150,'Throm-Ka, warrior. I won\'t fawn over your deeds of strength and valor. They\'re old news. Killed any humans lately? Not many, I wager. You\'re slowing down. Getting soft without a challenge. I need another pair of hands, and no matter what your toadies say, you need the training I can give you. Whenever you get that through your thick skull, I\'ll be waiting under the canopy just outside the Den. -Frang, Warrior Trainer ',0,1),
(2151,'Arellas Fireleaf High Wizard of the Scarlet Crusade Citizen of Quel\'Thalas Locked in eternal combat with the Necromancer Diesalven ',0,1),
(2152,'Admiral Barean Westwind\nGrand Admiral of the Scarlet Fleet \nCitizen of Kul\'Tiras\nLost off the Frozen Coast of Northrend',0,1),
(2153,'Dorgar Stoenbrow\r\n\r\nWarrior of the Scarlet Crusade \r\n\r\nLord of the Red Caverns \r\n\r\nLast seen in the Mountains of Alterac',0,1),
(2170,'Dorgar Stoenbrow Warrior of the Scarlet Crusade Lord of the Red Caverns Last seen in the Mountains of Alterac ',0,1),
(2171,'Fellari Swiftarrow\n\rRanger Captain of the Scarlet Crusade\n\rCitizen of Quel\'Thalas\n\rLost in the forests of Silverpine',0,1),
(2172,'Ferren Marcus\r\n\r\nHigh Abbot of the Scarlet Monastery \r\n\r\nCitizen of Stratholme \r\n\r\nKilled defending the Scarlet Monastery at the First Summertide Assault',0,1),
(2173,'Fellari Swiftarrow Ranger Captain of the Scarlet Crusade Citizen of Quel\'Thalas Lost in the forests of Silverpine ',0,1),
(2174,'Holia Sunshield Defender of the Scarlet Crusade Killed while slaying the Dreadlord Beltheris ',0,1),
(2175,'Invar One-Arm$BThe first Chief Assassin of the Scarlet Crusade $BCitizen of Dalaran$BLast seen on the shores of Northrend',0,12340),
(2176,'Orman of Stromgarde The first Captain General of the Scarlet Crusade Citizen of Stromgarde Lost at the mouth of Icecrown Glacier ',0,1),
(2177,'Valea Twinblades \nWarrior of the Scarlet Crusade\nCitizen of Alterac \nLast seen deep in the Eastern Plaguelands',0,1),
(2178,'Yana Bloodspear\r\n\r\nThe Second Chief Assassin of the Scarlet Crusade \r\n\r\nCitizen of Dalaran \r\n\r\nLost in the Tirisfal Glades',0,1),
(2190,'Valea Twinblades Warrior of the Scarlet Crusade Citizen of Alterac Last seen deep in the Eastern Plaguelands ',0,1),
(2191,'About 16,000 years ago (long before the night elves foolishly called down the wrath of the Burning Legion), trolls lorded over much of Kalimdor (then a single continent). There were twin troll empires -- the Gurubashi Empire of the southeastern jungles -- and the Amani Empire of the middle forestlands. ',2192,11403),
(2192,'There were smaller tribes that lived far to the north (in the region now known as Northrend). These tribes founded a small nation known as Gundrak, but never achieved the size or prosperity of the southern empires. ',2193,11403),
(2193,'The Gurubashi and Amani empires had little love for one another, but rarely warred against each other. At the time, their greatest common enemy was a third empire -- the civilization of Azj\'Aqir. The aqir were intelligent insectoids who ruled the lands of the far west. These clever insectoids were greatly expansionistic and incredibly evil. The aqir were obsessed with eradicating all non-insect life from the fields of Kalimdor. ',2194,11403),
(2194,'The trolls fought them for many thousands of years, but never succeeded in winning a true victory over the aqir. Eventually, due to the troll\'s persistence, the aqiri kingdom split in half as its citizens fled to separate colonies in the far northern and southern regions of the continent. ',2195,11403),
(2195,'Two aqiri city-states emerged -- Azjol-Nerub in the northern wastes, and Ahn\'Qiraj in the southern desert. Though the trolls suspected that there were other aqiri colonies beneath Kalimdor, their existence was never verified. ',2196,11403),
(2196,'With the insectoids driven into exile, the twin troll empires returned to business as usual. Despite their great victory, neither civilization expanded much farther than their original boundaries. However, ancient texts speak of a small faction of trolls that broke off from the Amani Empire and founded their own colony in the heart of the dark continent. ',2197,11403),
(2197,'There, these brave pioneers discovered the cosmic Well of Eternity which transformed them into beings of immense power. Some legends suggest that these adventurous trolls were the first night elves, though this theory has never been proven. ',0,11403),
(2198,'Aside from their shadowy origins, it is clear that the night elves came to power soon after their discovery of the Well of Eternity. Despite the trolls\' attempts to keep them from expanding their territories, the night elves built up a mighty empire that expanded rapidly across primordial Kalimdor. Wielding fierce magics never before imagined by the superstitious trolls, the night elves had little trouble doing what the evil aqir could never do: topple the two greatest empires in the world. ',2199,11403),
(2199,'The night elves systematically dismantled the troll\'s defenses and supply chains. The trolls, unable to counter the elves\' destructive magics, buckled under the onslaught. The night elves proved to be every bit as cunning and bloodthirsty as the savage trolls -- incurring the latter race\'s eternal hatred and disdain. The Gurubashi and Amani empires fragmented within only a few short years.',2200,11403),
(2200,'Eventually, the night elves were burned by the arcane fires they had sought to control. Their reckless use of magic had lured the demonic Burning Legion to the world. The demons crushed much of the night elves\' civilization. Though there are no records to indicate that the Legion attacked either troll civilization, it is likely that battles took place across the breadth of the continent. ',2201,11403),
(2201,'At the end of this terrible conflict -- known as the War of the Ancients -- the Well of Eternity imploded. The resulting shockwave shattered the greater landmass of Kalimdor. The center of the continent was blasted beneath the sea, leaving only a small group of broken, single continents. ',2202,11403),
(2202,'Thus, great chunks of both the Amani and Gurubashi Empires still exist in the present day lands of Quel\'Thalas and Stranglethorn (respectively). The Azj\'Aqir kingdoms of Azjol-Nerub and Ahn\'Qiraj have also survived in present day Northrend and Tanaris (respectively).   $B$BBoth troll civilizations recoiled from the vast destruction of the primordial world they had known. The dauntless trolls rebuilt their ravaged cities and set about to reclaim some of their former power.',0,11403),
(2203,'The long centuries following the Great Sundering of the world were difficult ones for the troll race. Famine and terror were commonplace within the broken kingdoms. The Gurubashi trolls, driven to desperate ends, sought aid from ancient, mystical forces. Though both of the troll kingdoms shared a central belief in a great pantheon of primitive gods, the Gurubashi fell under the sway of the darkest one. ',2204,11403),
(2204,'Hakkar the Soulflayer, a vile, bloodthirsty spirit, heard the trolls\' call and decided to aid them. Hakkar gave his secrets of blood to the Gurubashi and helped them extend their civilization across most of Stranglethorn Vale and certain islands of the South Seas. Though he brought them great power, Hakkar wanted more and more for his efforts. ',2205,11403),
(2205,'The bloodthirsty god demanded souls be sacrificed to him daily. He dreamed of gaining access to the physical world so he could devour the blood of all mortal creatures. In time the Gurubashi realized what kind of creature they had courted with -- and turned against him. The strongest tribes rose up against Hakkar and his loyal priests -- the Atal\'ai. ',2206,11403),
(2206,'The terrible war that ensued between Hakkar\'s followers and the rest of the Gurubashi tribes is spoken of only in whispers. The budding empire was shattered by the magic unleashed between the angry god and his rebel children. Just as the battle seemed most hopeless, the trolls succeeded in destroying Hakkar\'s avatar and banishing him from the world. ',2207,11403),
(2207,'Even his Atal\'ai priests were eventually driven from the capital of Zul\'Gurub and forced to survive in the uncharted swamplands to the north. Within those shadowy fens they built a great temple to their fallen god -- Atal\'Hakkar -- where they could continue to do their master\'s work... ',2208,11403),
(2208,'The rest of the Gurubashi tribes went their separate ways after the great civil war had left their lands in ruins. The Skullsplitter, Bloodscalp and Darkspear tribes set off to claim their own lands withtin the vast jungles of Stranglethorn. Though a fragile peace had settled over the broken empire, some spoke of a prophecy that Hakkar would one day be reborn into the world -- and on that day -- he would consume it whole.',0,11403),
(2210,'The rest of the Gurubashi tribes went their separate ways after the great civil war had left their lands in ruins. The Skullsplitter, Bloodscalp and Darkspear tribes set off to claim their own lands withtin the vast jungles of Stranglethorn. Though a fragile peace had settled over the broken empire, some spoke of a prophecy that Hakkar would one day be reborn into the world -- and on that day -- he would consume it whole. ',0,1),
(2211,'Here lies Grommash Hellscream, Chieftain of the Warsong Clan$B$BIn many ways, the curse of our people began and ended with Grom.$BHis name meant \'giant\'s heart\' in our ancient tongue. He earned that $Bname a hundred-fold as he stood alone before the demon Mannoroth $B- and won our freedom with his blood. $B$BLok\'Tar ogar, big brother. May the Warsong never fade. $B$B-Thrall, Warchief of the Horde $B',0,11723),
(2212,'Oh, I am cursed!  Once a great ogre mage of the Spirestone clan, I challenged Urok Doomhowl and he stole my magic and cursed me.  Now, I must walk the halls of Hordemar as this wretched creature!$B$BAid me!  Face Urok and steal back my magic!  It will not be easy, for Urok stays in the shadows and can only be summoned through a great challenge.$B$BThat challenge will be the death of his most trusted aid, Highlord Omokk.$B$BRead on, and you will see.',2213,12340),
(2213,'Highlord Omokk rules the Spirestones, but he does so through Urok\'s magic.  Urok charmed Omokk with a spell that can strike dead any ogre who challenges him.  He has used that spell many times, and keeps the skulls of his victims in a pile, in a place of power above Omokk\'s chamber.$B$BThat is where you must go to face Urok.',2214,12340),
(2214,'Find a roughshod pike among the Scarshield camps.  They often stack them by their bed mats near the entrance to the Spirestone ogre\'s domain.$B$BWhen you have the pike, charge your way  to Highlord Omokk.  Kill him, and place his head on the pike.$B$BThen you will be ready for your real challenge.',2215,12340),
(2215,'Go to the place of power above the Spirestone domain, beyond the Skitterweb Tunnels.  At that place are piled the skulls of Urok\'s enemies and rivals.  It is here where you must drive the pike with Omokk\'s head!$B$BWhen the head is in place, Urok is sure to come... but first he will send his minions against you.  Defeat them, and in time Urok himself will be summoned.$B$BKill Urok and retrieve my magic.  With my powers returned, I will reward you.',2216,12340),
(2216,'Luck to you.  And here is a clue that may help in your trials against Urok\'s minions:$B$BThe spell Omokk uses against the ogres, the one that strikes them dead, may still have power after you kill Omokk.  During your fight with Urok\'s minions, invoke the power in Omokk\'s head -- with luck, Omokk will strike down Urok\'s minions!$B$BFitting irony.',0,12340),
(2217,'In loving memory of Jesse Morales',0,1),
(2232,'Agasham,$b$bOur plans must be kept secret at all costs! It will be disasterous if the other tauren tribes discover our affiliation.$b$bSigned,$b$bHarbinger Elm',0,11723),
(2233,'Agasham,$b$bWorking together, our forces will be more powerful than all of the tauren tribes put together! Yet, we require your total obedience. Remember, your people will be rewarded only after our plans come to fruition!$b$bSigned,$b$bHarbinger Rex ',0,11723),
(2234,'Agasham,$b$bOur agents from Lordaeron will meet with your delegates, soon. We will notify you once we\'ve found an appropriate location for our summit.$b$bSigned,$b$bHarbinger Grakus',0,11723),
(2250,'Agasham,$b$bOur agents from Lordaeron will meet with your delegates, soon. We will notify you once we\'ve found an appropriate location for our summit.$b$bSigned,$b$bHarbinger Grakus ',0,1),
(2251,'Attackers... from all sides.$B$BCan see it in their eyes. Timbermaw are evil. Enemy.$B$BMust protect tribe. Must protect Winterfall. Must drive intruders from our land.',2413,12340),
(2270,'Attackers... from all sides.$B$BCan see it in their eyes. Timbermaw are evil. Enemy.$B$BMust protect tribe. Must protect Winterfall. Must drive intruders from our land. ',2413,1),
(2271,'Nataka, all is well in Thousand Needles. The centaur annoyance is nothing more then that...occasionally attacking, nothing substantial as a real threat. However, there does seem to be some news of centaur clans uniting.$B$BWe always pondered the threat of a united ruthless race such as the centaur... I try not to dwell on such ideas, as you know... nothing could penetrate the pure hatred they have... even of each other.$B$B-Cliffwatcher Longhorn',0,1),
(2290,'Nataka, all is well in Thousand Needles. The centaur annoyance is nothing more than that...occasionally attacking, nothing substantial as a real threat. However, there does seem to be some news of centaur clans uniting.$B$BWe always pondered the threat of a united ruthless race such as the centaur... I try not to dwell on such ideas, as you know... nothing could penetrate the pure hatred they have... even of each other.$B$B-Cliffwatcher Longhorn ',0,1),
(2291,'Archbishop Alonsus Faol Benevolent patron of the Church of Light. Though he began his good work in Stratholme, Lordaeron, Archbishop Faol was a great friend to the people of Stormwind. In the dark days after the Second War, he helped to reform the Brotherhood of Northshire and raised vast funds to rebuild Stormwind city itself. This Cathedral stands not only as a bastion of the Holy Light, but as a lasting testament to one man\'s noble spirit and generosity. ',0,1),
(2292,'King Llane I of the House of Wrynn Liege Lord of Stormwind Defender of Azeroth ',0,1),
(2293,'Commander of the Alliance Fleets Friend of Stormwind ',0,1),
(2294,'Lady Mara Fordragon\n\r\n\rHigh Clerist of Stormwind\n\r\n\rPatron of the Refugees who fled to Lordaeron after the First War.\n\r\n\rShe was the bright mother of our future. May she rest in the Light.\n\r',0,1),
(2295,'Before the Age of Memory, the gentle Earthmother breathed upon the golden mists of dawn. Where the amber clouds came to rest, there were endless fields of flowing wheat and barley. This was the basin of her works - the great basket of life and hope.',2296,1),
(2296,'The Earthmother\'s eyes shone down upon the lands she had breathed into creation. Her right eye, An\'she (the sun), gave warmth and light to the land. Her left eye, Mu\'sha (the moon), gave peace and sleep to the stirring creatures of the dawning. Such was the power of her gaze that the Earthmother closed one dreaming eye for every turning of the sky. Thus, her loving gaze turned day into night for the first dawning of the world.   $B',2297,1),
(2297,'While the right eye shone down upon the golden dawn, the Earthmother\'s gentle hands spread out across the golden plains. Wherever the shadow of her arms passed, a noble people arose from the rich soil. The Shu\'halo (the tauren) arose to give thanks and prayer to their loving mother. There, in the endless fields of dawn, the children of the earth swore themselves to her grace and vowed to bless her name until the final darkening of the world.',0,1),
(2298,'As the children of the earth roamed the fields of dawn, they harkened to dark whispers from deep beneath the world.  The whispers told the children of the arts of war and deceit. Many of the Shu\'halo fell under the shadow\'s sway and embraced the ways of malice and wickedness. They turned upon their pure brethren and left their innocence to drift upon the plains.',2299,12340),
(2299,'The Earthmother, her heart heavy with her children\'s\' plight, could not bear to watch them fall from grace. In her grief, she tore out her eyes and set them spinning across the endless, starry skies. An\'she and Mu\'sha, seeking to ease the other\'s sorrow, could only chase each other\'s faint glow across the sky. The twins still chase one another with every turning of the world.',2300,12340),
(2300,'Though sightless, the Earthmother could not long stray from the world of her heart. She kept her ear to the winds and listened to all that transpired across the fields of the dawn. Her great heart was always with her children - and her loving wisdom never fled from them.',0,12340),
(2301,'Into the brave hearts of her pure children, the Earthmother placed the love of the hunt. For the creatures of the first dawn were savage and fierce. They hid from the Earthmother, finding solace in the shadows and the wild places of the land. The Shu\'halo hunted these beasts wherever they could be found and tamed them with the Earthmother\'s blessing. ',2302,1),
(2302,'One great spirit eluded them, however. Apa\'ro (known as Malorne to the night elves), was a proud stag of snow white fur. His antlers scraped the roof of the heavens and his mighty hooves stamped out the deep places of the world. The Shu\'halo hunted Apa\'ro to the corners of the dawning world - and closed in to snare the proud stag.',2303,1),
(2303,'Seeking to escape, the great stag leapt into the sky. Yet, as his escape seemed assured, his mighty antlers tangled in the stars which held him fast. Though he kicked and struggled, Apa\'ro could not loose himself from the heavens. It was then that Mu\'sha found him as she chased her brother, An\'she, towards the dawn. Mu\'sha saw the mighty stag as he struggled and fell in love with him immediately. ',2304,1),
(2304,'Lady Mara Fordragon High Clerist of Stormwind Patron of the Refugees who fled to Lordaeron after the First War. She was the bright mother of our future. May she rest in the Light. ',0,1),
(2305,'In time, the child, Cenarius, grew to the stature of his proud father. A brother to both the trees and the stars, the great hunter roamed the far places of the world, singing the harmonious songs of the dawning. All creatures bowed before his grace and beauty - there were none so cunning as the son of the moon and the white stag. ',2306,1),
(2306,'Eventually, Cenarius befriended the Shu\'halo and spoke to them of the turning world. The children of the earth knew him as brother and swore to help him care for the fields of life and the favored creatures of their great Earthmother. ',2307,1),
(2307,'Cenarius taught the children of the earth to speak to the trees and plants. The Shu\'halo became druids and worked great deeds of magic to nurse the land to health. For many generations the Shu\'halo hunted with Cenarius and kept the world safe from the shadows that stirred beneath it.',0,1),
(2308,'As the mists of dawn faded and the Age of Memory advanced, the demigod, Cenarius, went his own way through the fields of the world. The Shu\'halo (tauren) were sorrowful at his passing and forgot much of the druidism he had taught them. As the generations passed, they forgot how to speak with the trees and the wild things of the land. The dark whispers from the deeps of the world drifted up to their ears once again.',2309,1),
(2309,'Though the children of the earth closed out the evil whisperings, a terrible curse befell their roaming tribes. Out of the black lands of the west came a horde of murderous creatures - the centaur. Cannibals and ravagers, the centaur fell upon the Shu\'halo like a plague. Though the braves and hunters fought with the Earthmother\'s blessing in their hearts, the centaur could not be defeated.',2310,1),
(2310,'Cenarius taught the children of the earth to speak to the trees and plants. The Shu\'halo became druids and worked great deeds of magic to nurse the land to health. For many generations the Shu\'halo hunted with Cenarius and kept the world safe from the shadows that stirred beneath it. ',0,1),
(2311,'This intact pteradon skeleton was recovered from the remote Un\'Goro Crater. Based on the skeletal structure, it is clear that this specific genus has not yet been encountered. This skeleton could have been preserved for any number of centuries beneath the region\'s rich soil. $B',0,11723),
(2350,'This intact pteradon skeleton was recovered from the remote Un\'Goro Crater. Based on the skeletal structure, it is clear that this specific genus has not yet been encountered. This skeleton could have been preserved for any number of centuries beneath the region\'s rich soil. ',0,1),
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(2371,'The Annals of Darrowshire\n\nDarrowshire, named from the Darrowmere Lake to its west, is a village tucked into the southern foothills of Lordaeron.  Known for humble yet hardworking residents, Darrowshire stayed in the background of Lordaeron history until the Second War.\n\nHeroes were made during that war.  And heroes were lost.\n',2372,1),
(2372,'The Battle of Darrowshire\n\nThe Battle of Darrowshire took place in the middle of the Second War, when scourge forces rampaged across Lordaeron.  Darrowshire was cut off from the bulk of Alliance forces, but the town was bolstered by a company of troops, a contingent of paladins of the Silver Hand, and a staunch group of local militia led by Captain Joseph Redpath.',2373,1),
(2373,'The Scourge\'s first assaults on Darrowshire were sparse.  Small groups of marauding skeletons and corpses wandered the outskirts of the village and were repelled.  \n\nBut the Scourge were not balked by the defenders\' tenacity, and responded in kind; soon after the first wave of attacks a second wave emerged.  Champion ghouls, servants of the ghoul lord Horgus, screamed down from the hills and clashed with beleaguered Darrowshire defenders.',2374,1),
(2374,'The Defenders weakened, but were relieved by paladins, disciples of the Silver Hand.  Their leader, Davil Crokford, was a native of Darrowshire.  He brought his followers to the village when he heard of the impending attack, and together with the defenders they held back the servants of Horgus.\n\nWhen Horgus himself entered the battle, he met with Davil.  For many minutes they fought and Davil eventually prevailed, but he suffered a mortal wound and died soon after defeating the ghoul lord.',2375,1),
(2375,'The battle continued, and Captain Redpath led his militia bravely.  And it might have been won, had the captain not been corrupted by the death knight Marduk the Black.\n\nIn the middle of the fray Marduk rode up to Redpath, and with black magic he tore loose Redpath\'s spirit, twisting it into an evil shadow of the brave captain.',2376,1),
(2376,'The corrupted Captain Redpath then spread his evil taint among the defenders of Darrowshire, who betrayed their allies and slaughtered them.  They then turned on the town of Darrowshire and killed all who hid in their homes.\n\nThe remaining scourge army, along with the corrupted spirit of Captain Redpath, then left the ravaged village of Darrowshire and tore into Lordaeron, adding to the pain and death of the Second War.',0,1),
(2377,'The Annals of Darrowshire\n\nDarrowshire, named from the Darrowmere Lake to its west, is a village tucked into the southern foothills of Lordaeron.  Known for humble yet hardworking residents, Darrowshire stayed in the background of Lordaeron history until the Second War.\n\nHeroes were made during that war.  And heroes were lost.',2378,1),
(2378,'The Battle of Darrowshire\n\nThe Battle of Darrowshire took place in the middle of the Second War, when scourge forces rampaged across Lordaeron.  Darrowshire was cut off from the bulk of Alliance forces, but the town was bolstered by a company of troops, a contingent of paladins of the Silver Hand, and a staunch group of local militia led by Captain Joseph Redpath.',2379,1),
(2379,'The Scourge\'s first assaults on Darrowshire were sparse.  Small groups of marauding skeletons and corpses wandered the outskirts of the village and were easily defeated.  \n\nBut the Scourge sensed the defenders\' tenacity, and responded in kind; soon after the first wave of attacks a second wave emerged.  Champion ghouls, servants of the ghoul lord Horgus, screamed down from the hills and clashed with beleaguered Darrowshire defenders.',2380,1),
(2380,'The Defenders weakened, but were relieved by paladins, disciples of the Silver Hand.  Their leader, Davil Crokford, was a native of Darrowshire.  He brought his followers to the village when he heard of the impending attack, and together with the defenders they held back the servants of Horgus.\n\nWhen Horgus himself entered the battle, he met with Davil.  For many minutes they fought and Davil eventually prevailed, but he suffered a mortal wound and died soon after defeating the ghoul lord.',2381,1),
(2381,'The battle continued, and Captain Redpath led his militia bravely.  And it might have been won, had the captain not been corrupted by the death knight Marduk the Black.\n\nIn the middle of the fray Marduk rode up to Redpath, and with black magic he tore loose Redpath\'s spirit, twisting it into an evil shadow of the brave captain.',2382,1),
(2382,'The corrupted Captain Redpath then spread his evil taint among the defenders of Darrowshire, who betrayed their allies and slaughtered them.  They then turned on the town of Darrowshire and killed all who hid in their homes.\n\nThe remaining scourge army, along with the corrupted spirit of Captain Redpath, then left the ravaged village of Darrowshire and tore into Lordaeron, adding to the pain and death of the Second War.',2383,1),
(2383,'The Fate of Horgus the Ravager\n\nHorgus the Ravager fell at the Battle of Darrowshire.  But the evil within him was not fully spent.  The victorious Scourge forces removed his skull from the battlefield of Darrowshire, carrying it with them to sow dread among the living they faced.\n\nDays later, the company of Scourge who possessed the head were defeated by Silver Hand Paladins.  Horgus\' head was cast into Blackwood Lake.',2384,1),
(2384,'The Fate of Marduk the Black\n\nMarduk survived the Second War, causing great death and suffering with his foul, rune-laden sword.  Although Marduk still lives, his sword was lost in a battle near Corin\'s Crossing.  A dwarf captain shattered the sword on his enchanted shield, forcing Marduk to flee the field and winning the day for the Alliance.\n\nMarduk\'s sword sank into the earth and corrupted it, eating a gorge into the land, now known as the Infectis Scar.',2385,1),
(2385,'The Fate of Davil Lightforge\n\nDavil Lightforge died at the Battle of Darrowshire, but his bravery inspired the Alliance throughout the war.\n\nHis book, his paladin\'s libram, was recovered by Scarlet Crusade troops.  It now resides in the town hall of the Scarlet Crusade controlled Hearthglen, often read by crusaders eager to draw from Davil\'s strength.',2386,1),
(2386,'The Fate of Joseph Redpath\n\nJoseph Redpath was killed during the Battle of Darrowshire.  His spirit was corrupted and took new shape, and this creature spread great evil in Lordaeron.\n\nAt Gahrron\'s Withering, east of Andorhal, the corrupted Redpath was finally defeated by Alliance forces.  His shield still rests near the barn of the plagued farmstead, and Scourge minions are still drawn to the memory of his evil.',2391,1),
(2390,'The Fate of Joseph Redpath Joseph Redpath was killed during the Battle of Darrowshire.  His spirit was corrupted and took new shape, and this creature spread great evil in Lordaeron. At Gahrron\'s Withering, east of Andorhal, the corrupted Redpath was finally defeated by Alliance forces.  His shield still rests near the barn of the plagued farmstead, and Scourge minions are still drawn to the memory of his evil. ',2391,1),
(2391,'The Fate of Carlin Redpath\n\nBrother to Captain Joseph Redpath, Carlin fell during the battle of Darrowshire.  But although terribly wounded, he was not slain.\n\nDays after the battle, agents of the Argent Dawn found Carlin wandering, weak from thirst and fever, near Corin\'s Crossing.  They tended to his wounds and brought him to the Light\'s Hope Chapel.\n\nGrateful for their charity, Carlin joined the ranks of the Argent Dawn and now fights a battle of revenge against the Scourge.',0,1),
(2410,'The Fate of Carlin Redpath Brother to Captain Joseph Redpath, Carlin fell during the battle of Darrowshire.  But although terribly wounded, he was not slain. Days after the battle, agents of the Argent Dawn found Carlin wandering, weak from thirst and fever, near Corin\'s Crossing.  They tended to his wounds and brought him to the Light\'s Hope Chapel. Grateful for their charity, Carlin joined the ranks of the Argent Dawn and now fights a battle of revenge against the Scourge. ',0,1),
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(2413,'Snow, blinding...$B$BMust protect tribe. Make them strong. Be strong.$B$BDo not know... ',2414,12340),
(2414,'Firewater.$B$BMake more. More firewater.$B$BFirewater make Winterfall strong. Defeat our enemies.$B$BWinterfall have no ally. Winterfall are strong. Have great power. ',2415,12340),
(2415,'More. Must have more...$B$BWinterfall... not... weak...',0,12340),
(2431,'Entry Date: Unknown\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\nName: Nathanos Marris, Human Ranger Lord of Lordaeron.\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\nEntry:\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\nKael\'thas Sunstrider\'s dissention in regards to my decision to allow Nathanos Marris into the order is noted. It should also be noted that Nathanos - although a human - is one of the most gifted rangers I have ever had the pleasure of training.\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\n(continued)',2471,1),
(2432,'Never been more proud to be part of the trade as I am in these last few years. The need for assassins, spies, and scouts has never been more prevelant. You\'d think war-time would have had higher demand, but suprisingly, war isn\'t a time we flourish like we do now--the times after peace starts to deteriorate.$B$BI was told you\'d be in the area looking to learn a few things. When you have time, come see me by the stables in back of the abbey.$B$B-Jorik Kerridan, Rogue Trainer ',0,1),
(2433,'You were expecting this to be a normal note from your king or whoever, I\'m betting. Well, let\'s just say that I know a thing or two about forging notes and wanted to make sure you got this one. Can\'t go calling attention to myself, now could I?$B$BI\'ve holed myself up inside Anvilmar--you\'ll find me in the firepit area. When you\'re ready, come talk to me. I just want to introduce myself while we have time.$B$B-Solm Hargrin, Rogue Trainer',0,1),
(2434,'I send greetings, $N. I was lost in thought when it came to my attention that I needed to write to you.$B$BMany in our culture praise our shamans for being our spiritual leaders, like our great Warchief. Others think the sword and axe are even more noble pursuits, but never forget that battles--even wars--are won on the backs of those with more specialized skills. That is what I wish to speak to you about, $N. Find me deep within the Den in the Valley of Trials.$B$B-Rwag, Rogue Trainer',0,1),
(2435,'$gBrother:Sister;, I hope this rune finds you well. I wanted to take a moment to let you know that I\'m inside Anvilmar above Coldridge Valley.$B$BI know how important it is we all stick together, and in this time of strained peace it\'s becoming even more important to have our kind around. Look for me when you have the time. $B$B-Solm Hargrin, Rogue Trainer ',0,1),
(2436,'Take care not to ignore my words, $N. This is the time for subterfuge and deceit throughout all nations... even our great Undercity. Everyone loyal to Sylvanas is working towards creating a new era, one controlled by the Forsaken. And even though we posses no magical skills, nor will we take up weapons along our borders, we still have our own role to play.$B$BSeek me out in the inn in Deathknell. We\'ll speak more then.$B$B-David Trias, Rogue Trainer',0,12213),
(2437,'Sael\'ah, my friend. I hope this sigil finds you well. I was asked to offer you my services. I too am in Shadowglen, in the great tree of Aldrassil, and I wanted you to know that if you need any training that you could seek me out.$B$BIn these questionable times, I thought it prudent that those dealing in stealth remain even closer to one another. How else will we be able to protect Teldrassil and our ways?$B$BFind me when you can.$B$B-Frahun Shadewhisper, Rogue Trainer ',0,11723),
(2438,'Greetings, $gbrother:sister;. The Shattered Hand sends its regards and hopes you find the Valley a comfortable place to apply your trade. This is a time of testing for you, so do not think you are not being watched constantly.$B$BIt is my duty to appraise the Hand of your skills, and to then inform them when I feel you are ready to move on to greater challenges.$B$BWhen you are ready, come find me deep inside the Den. I\'ll be waiting for you there.$B$B-Rwag, Rogue Trainer ',0,1),
(2439,'Tell me, $c, have you heard an orc scream yet? Perhaps defended your home from gnolls as they seek to tear your throat out? Yeah, sounds harsh, doesn\'t it?$B$BWell, you\'re gonna need my help if you want to protect your loved ones. You\'ll find me inside the abbey in Northshire. My knowledge doesn\'t come cheap, but if you\'re experienced enough, I can train you in a number of styles and moves that will help you fight off the threats to Stormwind and beyond.$B$BLlane Beshere, Warrior Trainer',0,1),
(2440,'ATTENTION:$BYou must report to Thran Khorman immediately. He is located within building A3; also known as Anvilmar to local inhabitants. After successfully making contact with Khorman, you will proceed to prepare yourself for the coming war--the war to take back our home of Gnomeregan!$B$BAll efforts and essential tasks should be focused on achieving this directive. Once accomplished, a new task will be given to you. ',0,1),
(2441,'Many tribes claim that it is a gift to be blessed with the aptitude to use magic or to talk to our ancestors, but you should know this as well, $c, you are just as gifted. Some do not have the strength in their arms to wield mighty weapons. Some do not have the skill to parry a blow from an assassin, or to even suffer the physical punishments from an arcane spellcaster, but you do. You are strong. And I will help you become stronger. Find me in Camp Narache.$B$B-Harutt Thunderhorn, Warrior Trainer ',0,1),
(2442,'By Magni\'s beard, there\'s much to discuss, and little time to do it, $N. Find me in Anvilmar overlooking Coldridge Valley as soon as you can. We gotta get started.$B$BThere\'s a mess of things I can tell you about to get you caught up to speed, but all that\'s got nothing to do with us... for now. What we need to focus on is the grip of an axe, the weight of our armor, and the smell of our own sweat beadin\' down our foreheads as we fight our enemies. We\'ll start with that.$B$B-Thran Khorman, Warrior Trainer ',0,1),
(2443,'Many of our kind resort to the arcane and divine as a means to give themselves strength, but we know better, don\'t we, $c? We know that our weapons are our holy symbols, our shield is our spell book, and our mail is our wisdom.$B$BEven in undeath we are strong, and we will only become stronger.$B$BFind me in the inn in Deathknell. I will speak to you more of these matters and other things.$B$B-Dannal Stern, Warrior Trainer ',0,1),
(2444,'I hope my sigil finds you well, $c. I write to you because our people have need for those strong with the blade, the glaive, and all other weapons. So much has happened since our people have been reintroduced to the other races of Azeroth that we have an even greater need for protectors of all kinds.$B$BThis is where you come in. I would tell you more, but I feel it should be in person. Find me inside Aldrassil... on the lower levels.$B$B-Alyissia, Warrior Trainer ',0,1),
(2445,'There are four rules to magic:$B$B   Magic is powerful.$B   Magic is corrupting.$B   Magic is addicting.$B   Magic draws the denizens of the Twisting Nether to those who wield the arcane.$B$BThose rules you can always guarantee. Those rules will govern your destiny if you chose to continue down the path as a mage.$B$BIf you\'re foolish enough to ignore this warning, then come speak to me inside the library wing of the abbey in Northshire. I\'ll be waiting for you upstairs.$B$B-Khelden Bremen, Mage Trainer ',0,12340),
(2446,'To: New Students of the Arcane Arts:$BYou are required to seek out and study under the gnome Marryk Nurribit until such time comes that you are called upon to aid your people in re-establishing themselves in a new habitation. Please, without trepidation, prepare yourself for rigorous testing procedures and a difficult acclimation process as you find a domicile and/or any form of companionship with the local denizens.$B$BQuestions regarding your duties and abilities should be directed to Marrek Nurribit.',0,11403),
(2447,'To: New Students of the Arcane Arts:$BYou are required to seek out and study under the gnome Marryk Nurribit until such time comes that you are called upon to aid your people in re-establishing themselves in a new habitation. Please, without trepidation, prepare yourself for rigorous testing procedures and a difficult acclimation process as you find a domicile and/or any form of companionship with the local denizens.$B$BQuestions regarding your duties and abilities should be directed to Marrek Nurribit. ',0,1),
(2448,'Welcome to your awakening, mon. Da secrets of da arcane be wit\'in your grasp if you be strong enough to hold onto dem.$B$BYou find Mai\'ah when you be ready. She teach you much about magic and da spells you need to destroy those dat stand against you.$B$BMai\'ah be near da Den in da Valley of Trials. You come, you find her, den you be strong. Den you show other mages how magic bends to your will... not de other way \'round. ',0,1),
(2449,'Too often people like the followers of the Holy Light scare those curious about true power into thinking they cannot investigate any form of the arcane--not all things from outside this world are evil. Not all entities seek to dominate or subjugate others. If you are powerful enough, those same entities can become the followers.$B$BThis is something I would like to discuss more with you. Seek me out in the graveyard on the right side of the abbey.$B$B-Drusilla La Salle, Warlock Trainer ',0,1),
(2450,'ATTENTION:$B$BRemain Silent! Don\'t look around at anyone! Someone could be watching you this very moment.$B$BMy name is Alamar Grimm, $N. I train those willing to seek knowledge and greater power from... worlds beyond. I\'ve been asked to get in touch with you discretely and inform you that I can train you further in a real form of magic.$B$BWhen you can, come find me in the back of Anvilmar.$B$B-Alamar Grimm, Warlock Trainer ',0,1),
(2451,'I write this message in the most powerful inks I can create, $N. It would instantly curse anyone who would dare read it besides yourself. I am that powerful. I summon demons from the Twisting Nether at my leisure. I plague my enemies in their sleep and in the field of battle. And now you too have seen the power of my path. My brothers are pleased by that.$B$BSeek me out in the depths of the Den once you\'ve found your way around. I would speak to you about important matters.$B$B-Nartok, Warlock Trainer ',0,11723),
(2452,'An awful predicament to find ourselves in, isn\'t it, $N? Plagued by the Foul Prince. Ostracized and spurned by our own loved ones. We finally have our own will thanks to 	the beautiful Sylvanas, but what does that afford us now? Slaves to a different master is still a slave, or so I say.$B$BBut what if we were the masters? Yes, you know what I mean, don\'t you?$B$BWe are even more separated from the rest of the Forsaken, $N. And that is why we must speak further. Find me in the church in Deathknell. ',0,1),
(2453,'Mighty warriors defend our home. Our shamans guide our spirits and show us our ancestors\' past. And our druids help us discover the Earthmother\'s will.$B$BBut you are one of our hunters, and our hunters learn many aspects of those roles and blend them together. You will find you represent the heart of our people--some of our tribe will look to you for guidance, some for protection. It is my duty to ensure you are prepared for that. Seek me out in Camp Narache.$B$B-Lanka Farshot, Hunter Trainer ',0,1),
(2454,'Ya be in good hands now, mon. Jen\'shan know you be lookin\' to learn da ways of da hunter, and she be ready to teach you... if you be ready to listen.$B$BCome find me in da Valley of Trials. Jen\'shan start your trainin\' and show you just how powerful da ways of da hunter is.$B$B-Jen\'shan, Hunter Trainer ',0,1),
(2455,'Tamer of beasts, master marskman, proven tracker--what else ya want to accomplish in this lifetime? All those things combined takes quite a bit of intelligence and a great deal of patience.$B$BThe path of the hunter ain\'t an easy one, that\'s fer sure. You\'re gonna need lots of training if you wanna be as good as even our lowest ranking rifleman. But that\'s why I\'m here.$B$BFind me inside Anvilmar overlooking Coldridge Valley. I\'ll be waiting.$B$B-Thorgas Grimson, Hunter Trainer ',0,1),
(2456,'Elune is with you, $N. The wind whispers it to me, and I\'m glad I can directly take part in the shaping of our next generation of hunters.$B$BFrom what I have been told, you are close to Aldrassil. I would meet with you inside the great tree when you have time.$B$BOur elders have charged me with ensuring that new hunters are properly trained for the trials ahead. You being one of the newest students, it would behoove you to visit me. Until then, be well.$B$B-Ayanna Everstride, Hunter Trainer ',0,1),
(2457,'It be good to hear that one of Jen\'shan\'s $gbrothers:sisters; be comin\' to da Valley to test $ghis:her; skill. Jen\'shan lookin\' forward to that!$B$BMe not be havin\' to tell you how strong and cunning a hunter you be--you already know that. It\'s Jen\'shan\'s task to tell you how to get stronger and more cunning.$B$BYou find Jen\'shan in da Valley of Trials. She teach you good. She teach you how to tame da greatest beasts among many other tings.$B$B-Jen\'shan, Hunter Trainer ',0,1),
(2458,'The spirits came to me in my dreams last night. They told me of your coming, and that it would be my task to aid you. We have much to go over in our short time together--discussions about nature, the spirits, the Earthmother, and even the night elves. But I will save the lessons for your arrival, and I will do all that is in my power to ensure that you are ready for the trials ahead.$B$BMay wisdom guide you. I will be waiting.$B$B-Gart Mistrunner, Druid Trainer ',0,1),
(2459,'When word reached me that you were ready, I sent this sigil immediately. All of Cenarius\' druids take great satisfaction in seeing our numbers bolster. The spirits even seem to have become stronger with our enhanced presence. In time, and with some patience, hopefully our strength will return to its former grandeur. Find me near the top of Aldrassil when you are ready. I will be your guide as long as you are in Shadowglen.$B$B- Mardant Strongoak, Druid Trainer',0,1),
(2460,'I greet you, young $c. The winds told me of your coming. The earth gave praise of your strength. And now the ancient spirits whisper of your accomplishments to come. Our people always need wise and great leaders. They often turn to our kind for both virtues. If you are willing, I would teach you more of our ways.$B$BSeek me out in Camp Narache on Red Cloud Mesa--we will speak more then.$B$B-Meela Dawnstrider, Shaman Trainer ',0,1),
(2461,'Lok-tar, $gbrother:sister',0,1),
(2462,'Greetings to you, $gbrotha:sista;. Da spirits say you be ready to aid our allies. You have great ties to da elements, an\' you be much more powerful den when you first started your lessons wit me.$B$BNow I be sendin\' you to meet wit Shikrik, da orc shaman trainer in da Valley of Trials. She know you be comin\' to study wit her already. Make our ancestors proud. Until we meet again, may da flame keep you warm, and da wind be at your back.$B$B-Ishi-yo',0,12340),
(2463,'I hope this letter finds you well, $c. I say that with great pride, because not many can profess such profound faith, but also know that they are among the most elite of Azeroth\'s protectors.$B$BAlways remember, first and foremost, it is your duty to go to battle against those who seek to harm our world and bring corruption into our homes.$B$BI have been given authority over your training for the time being. When you are ready, seek me out inside Northshire Abbey.$B$B-Brother Sammuel, Paladin Trainer ',0,1),
(2464,'Some fear our kind more than dragons. Some envy us more than the most skilled blacksmiths. Some praise our strength in battle. Others revel in our faith. Some are just jealous that we can drink them under the table! But know this, $c, you are among the most elite protectors in all of Azeroth. The Holy Light gives us strength as much as we strengthen it.$B$BI would tell you more when you\'ve gotten acquainted with the land some. Find me inside Anvilmar above the Valley.$B$B-Bromos Grummner, Paladin Trainer ',0,1),
(2465,'Your connection to the world, and its connection to you, are paramount to your success as a priest. Wisdom and compassion will allow you to help those who have a true need. Overeagerness and clumsy decisions only prevent others from becoming stronger or cause harm.$B$BAs you begin to understand what this means, you will need new abilities and spells to help you. That is where my role begins: find me in the library wing of Northshire Abbey when you are ready to train.$B$B-Priestess Anetta, Priest Trainer ',0,1),
(2466,'With the Holy Light warmin\' our backs and new discoveries being made every day, \'tis an exciting time to be one of Ironforge\'s $gsons:daughters;. The Explorer\'s League makes headway every day in its search for long-lost answers to even older questions. And now we have you among our faithful to aid in the battle against the troggs and any other threat to our borders.$B$BFind me when ya have the time. I\'ll be in the back of Anvilmar, just up the hill. $B$B- Branstock Khalder, Priest Trainer ',0,1),
(2467,'Feel blessed that you\'re spirit was not released to the Nether, $N. Feel even more blessed that I decided you were worth the effort to write this scroll for.$B$BThe people you once knew, perhaps even cared for, are no longer! You must learn to \"live\" with that for the rest of your now unnatural life. I suggest you learn to deal with that first.$B$BIf you think you\'re ready for the trials ahead, then seek me out in the church in Deathknell.$B$B- Dark Cleric Duesten, Priest Trainer ',0,1),
(2468,'I hope this sigil finds you well, $N. The spirits told me of your coming and I sent word immediately. I look forward to sharing my experiences with you, and helping guide you as you prepare to leave Teldrassil for more important matters.$B$BWith all that has happened in the last few years, there is much we can do to aid the other races of Azeroth. When you are ready, find me inside Aldrassil, on the second level.$B$B-Shanda, Priest Trainer',0,1),
(2469,'Ah hope da spirits have protected ya thus far, mon. Ya have many tests ahead of ya, and ah be willin\' to share me experiences witcha when yer ready. It be up to ya to decide how quickly and how powerful ya become. Ah can only guide ya once yer ready.$B$BFor some, dat be real quick-like; for others... not so fast. But doncha be worryin\' \'bout dat none. We can talk more when ya come to see me.$B$B-Ken\'jai, Priest Trainer',0,1),
(2471,'For millennia we have isolated ourselves from outsiders. I will be the first among us to admit that mistakes were made in the past. Humans should have never been exposed to magic. I will not deny this but I will not condemn us to this guarded existance for the blunders of our predecessors. There is much that a coexistance between the Quel\'dorei and other races of this world can bring. We must practice tolerance.\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\n(continued)',2472,1),
(2472,'It is with these words, then, that I deny Kael\'s request in regards to Nathanos Marris. He will prove to be an invaluable ally. Mark my words.\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\nSigned,\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\nSylvanas Windrunner\r\n\r\nRanger General of Silvermoon',0,1),
(2490,'I hope this sigil finds you well, $N. The spirits told me of your coming and I sent word immediately. I look forward to sharing my experiences with you, and helping guide you as you prepare to leave Teldrassil for more important matters.$B$BWith all that has happened in the last few years, there is much we can do to aid the other races of Azeroth. When you are ready, find me inside Aldrassil, on the second level.$B$B-Shanda, Priest Trainer ',0,1),
(2491,'Grish-$B$BYour request for some time off has been accepted. I am sending a reserve Tauren warrior to watch your post while you take time off to spend with your family. Report back in one week!$B$B-Maggran Earthbinder',0,1),
(2510,'Grish-$B$BYour request for some time off has been accepted. I am sending a reserve Tauren warrior to watch your post while you take time off to spend with your family. Report back in one week!$B$B-Maggran Earthbinder ',0,1),
(2511,'Dear Zargh,$B$BThe steaks you sent are fine.  Well marbled, thickly sliced and packed in boar fat.  They\'re just how I like them.  When I eat them later, I will think of you as I gnaw on the last bits of bone and grisle.  I will close my eyes and see your strong, scarred hands chopping and cutting...$B$BHah!  That reminds me of when you had your accident and lost a finger... Oh, Zargh!  Thinking of that day makes me giggle like a little girl.$B$BYou\'re so cute when you\'re bleeding!$B$B-Gryshka ',0,12340),
(2512,'Osric, Please find below the list of armor of which we are in need: 10 Mail shirts 20 Helms 30 Armor Patches 15 Mail Boots We are, as always, in your debt.  And should Westfall ever be free of the thieves who threaten it, it would ease the guilt in my heart if I could invite you to my family\'s home, for a fine meal cooked from the bounty this land was once so well known. -Lewis Quartermaster, Sentinel Hill ',0,1),
(2513,'Nessa, It is good to hear from you. The collection of bones and scales  you sent me was incredible.  Never have I seen fish of that size off the mainland.  the fishers of Rut\'theran must pull in easily a ton of fish each day! I envy the size of their bounty, but I am a small bit troubled as well.  Could our new world tree make the fish grow to such a size?  If that is so, what other effects might it have? Questions to ponder, -Laird ',0,1),
(2514,'Below is the list of students who obtained a Platinum Star grade at Brock\'s School of Mining and Surveying, earning them an Honorary Miner\'s Pick:$b$bMelia Stoneshaker$bBardin Ironband$bUmi Togglevolt$bRumi Togglevolt$bVorel Steelspire',0,1),
(2515,'By order of High Executor Hadrec, below are the items deemed necessary in order to maintain the stock of the Sepulcher:\n\r\n\r12 Long swords\n\r9 Dagggers\n\r8 Round Shields\n\r15 Axes\n\r1000 Arrows\n\r\n\rFulfillment of this order is to be considered a direct command of the Dark Lady, and those responsible will be brought to Her attention, as will any who oppose or otherwise hamper Her wishes.',0,1),
(2530,'By order of High Executor Hadrec, below are the items deemed necessary in order to maintain the stock of the Sepulcher: 12 Long swords 9 Dagggers 8 Round Shields 15 Axes 1000 Arrows Fulfillment of this order is to be considered a direct command of the Dark Lady, and those responsible will be brought to Her attention, as will any who oppose or otherwise hamper Her wishes. ',0,1),
(2531,'This 3 page document is blank.',0,1),
(2550,'This 3 page document is blank. ',0,1),
(2551,'Layo:$B$BWe have received the generous help of this fine adventurer.  I have dispatched the adventurer to you in Silithus as a resource.  Please see that such a valuable resource does not go to waste in your efforts to unlock the secrets present there.  The Circle eagerly awaits news of progress.$B$BMay Cenarius watch over you...$BRabine',0,1),
(2570,'Layo:$B$BWe have received the generous help of this fine adventurer.  I have dispatched the adventurer to you in Silithus as a resource.  Please see that such a valuable resource does not go to waste in your efforts to unlock the secrets present there.  The Circle eagerly awaits news of progress.$B$BMay Cenarius watch over you...$BRabine ',0,1),
(2571,'The Feast of Winter Veil$B$BThe later seasons of Azeroth are marked as a time of change in many cultures.  The dwarves and the tauren especially look to a legend of the coming Winter Veil - the blanketing of the land in snow, thus heralding a time of renewal - as a time for celebration.  Though the understanding of the legends that the races of Azeroth share are not dissimilar, the ways they choose to acknowledge them are as diverse as the races themselves.',2572,11159),
(2572,'The Legend of Greatfather Winter$B$BThe term \"Winter Veil\" is said to stem from a supernatural being referred in many cultures to as Greatfather Winter.  As he would walk the land late in the seasons, winter itself would be his billowing cloak.  In his wake was the blanketing of the land in snow, and thus it is said that Greatfather Winter would cast his wintry veil over the land.  Though parts of Azeroth may lie in snow, it gives the land time for rebirth and renewal.',2573,11159),
(2573,'The Dwarves$B$BEver consumed with the research of their origins, the dwarves choose to celebrate the season as a recognition of Greatfather Winter himself.  They consider him to be the personification of one of the ancients of Azeroth - the titans.  Much as they claim lineage in one degree or another to these mystical beings, they consider their snowy home of Dun Morogh as the prime example of Greatfather Winter\'s blessings.',2574,11159),
(2574,'The Tauren$B$BThe tauren and their shamanistic understanding of winter, along with their recent emergence into druidic endeavors, fit in well with the legend of Winter Veil.  They focus almost entirely on the renewing aspects of the lore however, leaving legend worship to those races (as they view it) less in tune with the nature of things.  Many tauren choose this time as the right time to give thanks for the blessings of their new home in Mulgore.',2575,11159),
(2575,'Feasting$B$BThe idea of feasting during this time of year is one that traces its origins to the legend itself.  As Greatfather Winter walked Azeroth, bringing winter in his wake, it is said he would provide a bounty for those who welcomed his presence.  As such, the idea of feasting during the Winter Veil would bring together communities as they shared whatever they had.  Typically, a single day of merriment and feasting welcomed the change, all in anticipation of the land\'s renewal.',2576,11159),
(2576,'Modern Day Observation$B$BOther cultures have begun to recognize the Feast of Winter Veil as a time of great celebration, though not in the same traditions as the legend bases it in.  Customs, often unrelated to anything other than a chance for celebration and gift exchange, have made their way into modern day observation of the season.  Even the image of Greatfather Winter is sometimes used, but more as a harbinger of commercial exploit rather than as a supernatural titan.',0,11159),
(2590,'Modern Day Observation$B$BOther cultures have begun to recognize the Feast of Winter Veil as a time of great celebration, though not in the same traditions as the legend bases it in.  Customs, often unrelated to anything other than a chance for celebration and gift exchange, have made their way into modern day observation of the season.  Even the image of Greatfather Winter is sometimes used, but more as a harbinger of commercial exploit rather than as a supernatural titan. ',0,1),
(2591,'Set far back in the Valley of Spears is the holy temple of Maraudon. If that were not transgression enough, you will quickly see why I have asked a non-centaur to aid me in my plight.$B$BThere, just beyond the doors where only spirits and our most sacred priests and priestesses may travel is one called The Nameless Prophet. He is the highest of any tribe in spiritual matters and is one of the oldest of any tribe.',2592,11723),
(2592,'The Prophet is powerful, and communicates with the spirits of our ancestors. But he is a fool! He has no idea the true power he possesses. On his person is the Amulet of Spirits--it is where most of his strength comes from.$B$BI have learned that the Amulet is powerful, but it is incomplete.',2593,11723),
(2593,'There are five gems missing from the amulet. And if those gems were found and placed back into the symbol, its power would far exceed that of its current form. I have found the five gems, but need one of your skill to help gather them. Slaying The Nameless Prophet is heresy for sure, as is stealing from his corpse, but what I would ask of you next would condemn any centaur for even thinking it.',2595,11723),
(2594,'There are five gems missing from the amulet. And if those gems were found and placed back into the symbol, its power would far exceed that of its current form. I have found the five gems, but need one of your skill to help gather them. Slaying The Nameless Prophet is heresy for sure, as is stealing from his corpse, but what I would ask of you next would condemn any centaur for even thinking it. ',2595,1),
(2595,'Throughout the caverns of Maraudon roam the spirits of our first Khans. Our Mother and Father\'s first children, and our greatest leaders--they are Gelk, Kolk, Magra, Maraudos, and Veng. Each of these spirits holds one of the missing gems.',2596,11723),
(2596,'Use the power of the Amulet of Spirits to force them to manifest and take the gems from them! After, place the gems within the Amulet of Spirits and return it to me. Once I have the Amulet of Union, I will be powerful enough to reform the tribes so we can finally be as our ancestors wanted us to be!',0,11723),
(2597,'Welcome to the World of Warcraft!\n\r\n\rYoung Warrior don\'t be afraid of this new,mystical place! will be amazed of the wonders you will see! Many danger\'s lurk in the shadow\'s, many robbers are ready to kill you for a nickle.... So beware of all that is dangerou\'s and fight youre way to a better place in life!\n\r\n',2605,1),
(2598,'Welcome to the World of Warcraft!\n\r\n\rSo young fighter.You are trying to become a Palladin?Alright then... Remmeber be brave, stand up high and defend the innocent! And most of all dont forget that there is a God and you are his helper....\n\r\n',2605,1),
(2599,'Welcome to the World of Warcraft!\n\r\n\rHehe and you call youreself a rougue? Don\'t make me laugh! If you want to become a real rougue show us what you are made of! Now go and rob those villages!\n\r\n',2605,1),
(2600,'Welcome to the World of Warcraft!\n\r\n\rMy son worship God and you will be saved.... Worship God and you will be saved Worship The Devil and u will be powerfull but decended in God\'s Eye\'s! So beware my child! BEWARE!\n\r\n',2605,1),
(2601,'Welcome to the World of Warcraft!\n\r\n\rThe world is a tricky place for us shaman\'s, but still we are powerfull enough to win this harras of a battle... We got what it takes to kill that pesky Aliance Now show me what we Shaman\'s are made of!\n\r\n',2605,1),
(2602,'Welcome to the World of Warcraft!\n\r\n\rWe Mage\'s are the most powerfull Magic user\'s We combine Fire and Frost to get maximum effect And we will help evrything that need\'s it So go and learn the magic of exploring !\n\r\n',2605,1),
(2603,'Welcome to the World of Warcraft!\n\r\n\rWarlock a mysterious class... We are the most powerfull when it come\'s to using magic I know \"mage is most powerfull with spells bla bla bla...\" Forget that we Warlock\'s evolved from Mage\'s so we actualy are more powerfull....\n\r\n',2605,1),
(2604,'Welcome to the World of Warcraft!\n\r\n\rOur Tribe has awakened youre power\'s my child... Now you are a Druid so called Hybrid.. You combine the force of the warrior, the intelect of the Mage\'s, The rejuvination magic from the Shaman\'s.... We are unique you must alway\'s help youre friend\'s, becouse we Druid\'s are the Ultimate support a humanoid can get!\n\r\n',2605,1),
(2605,'Credit\'s Main:\nQuest scripter\'s:\n\r==============================\n\rShultz. Thesleby. Rest of !rpg Team.\n\r\n',0,1),
(2610,'Use the power of the Amulet of Spirits to force them to manifest and take the gems from them! After, place the gems within the Amulet of Spirits and return it to me. Once I have the Amulet of Union, I will be powerful enough to reform the tribes so we can finally be as our ancestors wanted us to be! ',0,1),
(2611,'... and so that\'s where you\'ll find the legendary sword of the Scarlet Highlord, Ashbringer.$B$BAin\'t it amazin\' what you run into in an ordinary day of fishin\'?',0,11159),
(2630,'... and so that\'s where you\'ll find the legendary sword of the Scarlet Highlord, Ashbringer. Ain\'t it amazin\' what you run into in an ordinary day of fishin\'? ',0,1),
(2631,'<The pages are covered in ancient elven runes.>$B$BThe pages herein contain memories of events that transpired in the collection and creation of the reagents required to craft greater arcanum.$B$BMay our enemies never gain access to these libram. $B$BMay I live to see the pallid light of the moon shine upon Quel\'Thalas once again.$B$BMay I die but for the grace of Kael\'thas.$B$BMay I kill for the glory of Illidan.$B$B-Master Kariel Winthalus',2632,11723),
(2632,'<You cannot understand anything written on these pages.> ',0,11723),
(2633,'<The pages are covered in ancient elven runes.>$B$BThe pages herein contain memories of events that transpired in the collection and creation of the reagents required to craft greater arcanum.$B$BMay our enemies never gain access to these libram. $B$BMay I live to see the pallid light of the moon shine upon Quel\'Thalas once again.$B$BMay I die but for the grace of Kael\'thas.$B$BMay I kill for the glory of Illidan.$B$B-Master Kariel Winthalus',2634,11403),
(2634,'<The ink swirls and shifts around the page. You get the feeling that the book is mocking you.> ',0,11403),
(2635,'<The pages are covered in ancient elven runes.>$B$BThe pages herein contain memories of events that transpired in the collection and creation of the reagents required to craft greater arcanum.$B$BMay our enemies never gain access to these libram.$B$BMay I live to see the pallid light of the moon shine upon Quel\'Thalas once again.$B$BMay I die but for the grace of Kael\'thas.$B$BMay I kill for the glory of Illidan.$B$B-Master Kariel Winthalus',2636,11723),
(2636,'<You feel a searing pain when glancing at these pages.>',0,11723),
(2637,'Foror\'s Compendium of Dragon Slaying is a thick book full of writing. Unfortunately the text appears to be garbled and makes no sense to you.',0,1),
(2653,'<You feel a searing pain when glancing at these pages.> ',0,1),
(2654,'<HTML>\n<BODY>\n<H1 align=\"center\">A TREATISE ON MILITARY RANKS</H1><BR/>\n<IMG src=\"Interface\\PvPRankBadges\\PvPRankAlliance\" align=\"left\"/><BR/>\n<P align=\"right\">What follows are</P>\n<P align=\"right\">the military ranks</P>\n<P align=\"right\">of the Alliance,</P>\n<P align=\"right\">proceeded by such</P>\n<P align=\"right\">information as is</P>\n<P align=\"right\">known for the races</P>\n<P align=\"right\">of the Horde.  Each</P>\n<P align=\"right\">is presented in two</P>\n<P align=\"right\">sections, the officers and then the enlisted, with the ranks of each listed in descending order from highest to lowest. Long live the Alliance!</P>\n</BODY>\n</HTML>',2655,11723),
(2655,'<HTML>\n<BODY>\n<H1 align=\"center\">OFFICER RANKS OF THE ALLIANCE</H1><BR/>\n<P align=\"center\">Part 1</P>\n<IMG src=\"Interface\\PvPRankBadges\\PvPRank14\" align=\"left\"/><BR/>\n<P align=\"right\">Grand Marshal</P><BR/><BR/>\n<IMG src=\"Interface\\PvPRankBadges\\PvPRank13\" align=\"left\"/><BR/>\n<P align=\"right\">Field Marshal</P><BR/><BR/>\n<IMG src=\"Interface\\PvPRankBadges\\PvPRank12\" align=\"left\"/><BR/>\n<P align=\"right\">Marshal</P><BR/><BR/>\n<IMG src=\"Interface\\PvPRankBadges\\PvPRank11\" align=\"left\"/><BR/>\n<P align=\"right\">Commander</P><BR/><BR/>\n<IMG src=\"Interface\\PvPRankBadges\\PvPRank10\" align=\"left\"/><BR/>\n<P align=\"right\">Lieutenant Commander</P><BR/><BR/>\n</BODY>\n</HTML>',2656,11723),
(2656,'<HTML>\n<BODY>\n<H1 align=\"center\">OFFICER RANKS OF THE ALLIANCE</H1><BR/>\n<P align=\"center\">Part 2</P>\n<IMG src=\"Interface\\PvPRankBadges\\PvPRank09\" align=\"left\"/><BR/>\n<P align=\"right\">Knight-Champion</P><BR/><BR/>\n<IMG src=\"Interface\\PvPRankBadges\\PvPRank08\" align=\"left\"/><BR/>\n<P align=\"right\">Knight-Captain</P><BR/><BR/>\n<IMG src=\"Interface\\PvPRankBadges\\PvPRank07\" align=\"left\"/><BR/>\n<P align=\"right\">Knight-Lieutenant</P><BR/><BR/>\n<IMG src=\"Interface\\PvPRankBadges\\PvPRank06\" align=\"left\"/><BR/>\n<P align=\"right\">Knight</P><BR/><BR/>\n</BODY>\n</HTML>',2657,11723),
(2657,'<HTML>\n<BODY>\n<H1 align=\"center\">ENLISTED RANKS OF THE ALLIANCE</H1><BR/>\n<IMG src=\"Interface\\PvPRankBadges\\PvPRank05\" align=\"left\"/><BR/>\n<P align=\"right\">Sergeant Major</P><BR/><BR/>\n<IMG src=\"Interface\\PvPRankBadges\\PvPRank04\" align=\"left\"/><BR/>\n<P align=\"right\">Master Sergeant</P><BR/><BR/>\n<IMG src=\"Interface\\PvPRankBadges\\PvPRank03\" align=\"left\"/><BR/>\n<P align=\"right\">Sergeant</P><BR/><BR/>\n<IMG src=\"Interface\\PvPRankBadges\\PvPRank02\" align=\"left\"/><BR/>\n<P align=\"right\">Corporal</P><BR/><BR/>\n<IMG src=\"Interface\\PvPRankBadges\\PvPRank01\" align=\"left\"/><BR/>\n<P align=\"right\">Private</P><BR/><BR/>\n</BODY>\n</HTML>',2658,11723),
(2658,'<HTML>\n<BODY>\n<H1 align=\"center\">OFFICER RANKS OF THE HORDE</H1><BR/>\n<P align=\"center\">Part 1</P>\n<IMG src=\"Interface\\PvPRankBadges\\PvPRank14\" align=\"left\"/><BR/>\n<P align=\"right\">High Warlord</P><BR/><BR/>\n<IMG src=\"Interface\\PvPRankBadges\\PvPRank13\" align=\"left\"/><BR/>\n<P align=\"right\">Warlord</P><BR/><BR/>\n<IMG src=\"Interface\\PvPRankBadges\\PvPRank12\" align=\"left\"/><BR/>\n<P align=\"right\">General</P><BR/><BR/>\n<IMG src=\"Interface\\PvPRankBadges\\PvPRank11\" align=\"left\"/><BR/>\n<P align=\"right\">Lieutenant General</P><BR/><BR/>\n<IMG src=\"Interface\\PvPRankBadges\\PvPRank10\" align=\"left\"/><BR/>\n<P align=\"right\">Champion</P><BR/><BR/>\n</BODY>\n</HTML>',2854,11723),
(2659,'When you peer into the Eye, images of a great battle fill your mind..$b$bThis terrifying conflict appears to be taking place somewhere in Lordaeron..$b$bYou can barely make out a lone female figure, standing amidst a thousand corpses, fending off a sea of Scourge..$b$b She is hopelessly outnumbered..$b$bTendrils of light escape her hands, cutting through undead by the hundreds.',2666,1),
(2660,'<HTML>\n<BODY>\n<H1 align=\"center\">ENLISTED RANKS OF THE HORDE</H1><BR/>\n<IMG src=\"Interface\\PvPRankBadges\\PvPRank05\" align=\"left\"/><BR/>\n<P align=\"right\">First Sergeant</P><BR/><BR/>\n<IMG src=\"Interface\\PvPRankBadges\\PvPRank04\" align=\"left\"/><BR/>\n<P align=\"right\">Senior Sergeant</P><BR/><BR/>\n<IMG src=\"Interface\\PvPRankBadges\\PvPRank03\" align=\"left\"/><BR/>\n<P align=\"right\">Sergeant</P><BR/><BR/>\n<IMG src=\"Interface\\PvPRankBadges\\PvPRank02\" align=\"left\"/><BR/>\n<P align=\"right\">Grunt</P><BR/><BR/>\n<IMG src=\"Interface\\PvPRankBadges\\PvPRank01\" align=\"left\"/><BR/>\n<P align=\"right\">Scout</P><BR/><BR/>\n</BODY>\n</HTML>',0,1),
(2661,'<HTML>\n<BODY>\n<H1 align=\"center\">MILITARY RANKS OF THE HORDE &amp; ALLIANCE</H1>\n<BR/>\n<BR/>\n<IMG src=\"Interface\\PvPRankBadges\\PvPRankHorde\" align=\"left\"/>\n<BR/>\n<P align=\"right\">Throm\'ka!  In this</P>\n<P align=\"right\">book you will find</P>\n<P align=\"right\">many listings of</P>\n<P align=\"right\">the military ranks</P>\n<P align=\"right\">of the Horde and</P>\n<P align=\"right\">the puny Alliance.</P>\n<P align=\"right\">First will come the</P>\n<P align=\"right\">Horde, then the Alliance,</P>\n<P align=\"right\">each with listings of officers and enlisted ranks.  As is fitting, the strongest are listed at the top, with the weaker listed below them.</P>\n</BODY>\n</HTML>',2662,1),
(2662,'<HTML>\n<BODY>\n<H1 align=\"center\">OFFICER RANKS OF THE HORDE</H1><BR/>\n<P align=\"center\">Part 1</P>\n<IMG src=\"Interface\\PvPRankBadges\\PvPRank14\" align=\"left\"/><BR/>\n<P align=\"right\">High Warlord</P><BR/><BR/>\n<IMG src=\"Interface\\PvPRankBadges\\PvPRank13\" align=\"left\"/><BR/>\n<P align=\"right\">Warlord</P><BR/><BR/>\n<IMG src=\"Interface\\PvPRankBadges\\PvPRank12\" align=\"left\"/><BR/>\n<P align=\"right\">General</P><BR/><BR/>\n<IMG src=\"Interface\\PvPRankBadges\\PvPRank11\" align=\"left\"/><BR/>\n<P align=\"right\">Lieutenant General</P><BR/><BR/>\n<IMG src=\"Interface\\PvPRankBadges\\PvPRank10\" align=\"left\"/><BR/>\n<P align=\"right\">Champion</P><BR/><BR/>\n</BODY>\n</HTML>',2663,1),
(2663,'<HTML>\n<BODY>\n<H1 align=\"center\">OFFICER RANKS OF THE HORDE</H1><BR/>\n<P align=\"center\">Part 2</P>\n<IMG src=\"Interface\\PvPRankBadges\\PvPRank09\" align=\"left\"/><BR/>\n<P align=\"right\">Centurion</P><BR/><BR/>\n<IMG src=\"Interface\\PvPRankBadges\\PvPRank08\" align=\"left\"/><BR/>\n<P align=\"right\">Legionnaire</P><BR/><BR/>\n<IMG src=\"Interface\\PvPRankBadges\\PvPRank07\" align=\"left\"/><BR/>\n<P align=\"right\">Blood Guard</P><BR/><BR/>\n<IMG src=\"Interface\\PvPRankBadges\\PvPRank06\" align=\"left\"/><BR/>\n<P align=\"right\">Stone Guard</P><BR/><BR/>\n</BODY>\n</HTML>',2664,1),
(2664,'<HTML>\n<BODY>\n<H1 align=\"center\">HORDE ENLISTED RANKS</H1><BR/>\n<IMG src=\"Interface\\PvPRankBadges\\PvPRank05\" align=\"left\"/><BR/>\n<P align=\"right\">First Sergeant</P><BR/><BR/>\n<IMG src=\"Interface\\PvPRankBadges\\PvPRank04\" align=\"left\"/><BR/>\n<P align=\"right\">Senior Sergeant</P><BR/><BR/>\n<IMG src=\"Interface\\PvPRankBadges\\PvPRank03\" align=\"left\"/><BR/>\n<P align=\"right\">Sergeant</P><BR/><BR/>\n<IMG src=\"Interface\\PvPRankBadges\\PvPRank02\" align=\"left\"/><BR/>\n<P align=\"right\">Grunt</P><BR/><BR/>\n<IMG src=\"Interface\\PvPRankBadges\\PvPRank01\" align=\"left\"/><BR/>\n<P align=\"right\">Scout</P><BR/><BR/>\n</BODY>\n</HTML>',2665,1),
(2665,'<HTML>\n<BODY>\n<H1 align=\"center\">OFFICER RANKS OF THE ALLIANCE</H1><BR/>\n<P align=\"center\">Part 1</P>\n<IMG src=\"Interface\\PvPRankBadges\\PvPRank14\" align=\"left\"/><BR/>\n<P align=\"right\">Grand Marshal</P><BR/><BR/>\n<IMG src=\"Interface\\PvPRankBadges\\PvPRank13\" align=\"left\"/><BR/>\n<P align=\"right\">Field Marshal</P><BR/><BR/>\n<IMG src=\"Interface\\PvPRankBadges\\PvPRank12\" align=\"left\"/><BR/>\n<P align=\"right\">Marshal</P><BR/><BR/>\n<IMG src=\"Interface\\PvPRankBadges\\PvPRank11\" align=\"left\"/><BR/>\n<P align=\"right\">Commander</P><BR/><BR/>\n<IMG src=\"Interface\\PvPRankBadges\\PvPRank10\" align=\"left\"/><BR/>\n<P align=\"right\">Lieutenant Commander</P><BR/><BR/>\n</BODY>\n</HTML>',2856,1),
(2666,'All for naught, it would seem..$b$bMoments later the priestess is swarmed by the corpses of the peasants that were surrounding her....$b$bThe fallen have risen.',0,1),
(2671,'Simone the Seductress:$B$BYou will find Simone befouling Un\'Goro Crater. Do not be fooled by her disguise. Approach her with caution and challenge her to battle.',2672,1),
(2672,'Klinfran the Crazed:$B$BKlinfran wanders the Burning Steppes. Approach him with caution and force him to show his true form.',2673,1),
(2673,'Solenor the Slayer:$B$BIn the arid landscape of Silithus lurks the fiend, Solenor the Slayer. Undoubtedly disguised, definitely a danger. Approach him and force him to transform.',2674,1),
(2674,'Artorius the Doombringer:$B$BArtorius brings corruption and doom to all that he touches in Winterspring. Find him, kill him.',2675,1),
(2675,'Be warned, hunter, these demons must be fought on their own terms. If they feel that they do not outmatch you, they will flee.$B$BGO ALONE.',0,1),
(2676,'<HTML>\n<BODY>\n<H1 align=\"center\">ALLIANCE MILITARY RANKS</H1><BR/>\n<P align=\"center\">OFFICERS</P><BR/>\n<P align=\"center\">Grand Marshal</P>\n<P align=\"center\">Field Marshal</P>\n<P align=\"center\">Marshal</P>\n<P align=\"center\">Commander</P>\n<P align=\"center\">Lieutenant Commander</P>\n<P align=\"center\">Knight-Champion</P>\n<P align=\"center\">Knight-Captain</P>\n<P align=\"center\">Knight-Lieutenant</P>\n<P align=\"center\">Knight</P><BR/>\n<P align=\"center\">ENLISTED</P><BR/>\n<P align=\"center\">Sergeant Major</P>\n<P align=\"center\">Master Sergeant</P>\n<P align=\"center\">Sergeant</P>\n<P align=\"center\">Corporal</P>\n<P align=\"center\">Private</P><BR/>\n</BODY>\n</HTML>',0,11403),
(2677,'<HTML>\n<BODY>\n<H1 align=\"center\">HORDE MILITARY RANKS</H1><BR/>\n<P align=\"center\">OFFICERS</P><BR/>\n<P align=\"center\">High Warlord</P>\n<P align=\"center\">Warlord</P>\n<P align=\"center\">General</P>\n<P align=\"center\">Lieutenant General</P>\n<P align=\"center\">Champion</P>\n<P align=\"center\">Centurion</P>\n<P align=\"center\">Legionnaire</P>\n<P align=\"center\">Blood Guard</P>\n<P align=\"center\">Stone Guard</P><BR/>\n<P align=\"center\">ENLISTED</P><BR/>\n<P align=\"center\">First Sergeant</P>\n<P align=\"center\">Senior Sergeant</P>\n<P align=\"center\">Sergeant</P>\n<P align=\"center\">Grunt</P>\n<P align=\"center\">Scout</P><BR/>\n</BODY>\n</HTML>\n',0,12340),
(2691,'To bind a dreadsteed, you must do these three things:$B$BCreate a Circle of Greater Summoning.$B$BWithin the Circle, open a portal to Xoroth and pull the dreadsteed through it.$B$BDefeat the dreadsteed, then dominate its spirit.$B$BThe following pages will detail how each of these steps may be performed. It will not be easy, but you have proven to be very able. With focus and skill, I am confident the dreadsteed will be yours.$B$BRead on,$B-Mor\'zul Bloodbringer',2692,1),
(2692,'Implements of the Ritual$B$BBefore you begin your task, you must have the following magical implements:$B$BJ\'eevee\'s Jar$BA Black Lodestone$BXorothian Glyphs$B$BMy servant Gorzeeki will have them for you, for a price. Do not attempt any step of your ritual without all of these implements. Each is essential.$B$BWithin the next pages, I will describe how each implement must be used.',2693,1),
(2693,'Circle of Greater Binding$B$BA Circle of Greater Binding must be created at a site where magic is strong. There is such a place deep in the ruins of Eldre\'Thalas, also called Dire Maul. In Eldre\'Thalas there is imprisoned a being of great power, Immol\'thar; it is on the pedestal of his prison where you must perform the ritual to create the Circle.$B$BFight your way to the Pedestal, then let J\'eevee out of his jar.',2694,1),
(2694,'The Bell, the Wheel and the Candle$B$BAfter releasing J\'eevee he will then place the Bell, the Wheel and the Candle, and a circle will appear. This is the start of the ritual. You must be vigilant; the aforementioned objects conduct vast energies and are prone to failing. When this happens you must quickly use your Black Lodestone to restart them before your entire ritual fails.$B$BIf all three objects have failed before you can restart them, then your ritual ends and you must begin it anew.',2695,1),
(2695,'In addition to conducting the energies of the ritual, the Bell, Wheel and Candle have unique properties of their own.$B$BThe Bell of Dethmoora, when ringing, bestows warlocks in the circle with vigor and energy.$B$BThe Wheel of the Black March, when spinning, protects those in the circle from harm.$B$BThe Doomsday Candle, when burning, sends eldritch energy at foes who enter the circle.$B$BBecause of these blessings, it is very important to keep all of these objects working during the ritual.',2696,1),
(2696,'It must also be noted that the Black Lodestone, used to restart the Bell, Wheel or Candle if they fail, requires soul shards. Each time you restart a ritual object with the Lodestone one of your soul shards will be consumed, so be sure to have a large stock of them before the ritual begins.',2697,1),
(2697,'Completing the Ritual$B$BYou can track your progress by the magic runes along the border of the circle. When nine runes appear then the ritual is complete, and you will see energy rise from the newly empowered Circle.$B$BFrom there, you may invoke the Xorothian Glyphs and open a portal into Xoroth and pull a dreadsteed through it.$B$BDefeat the dreadsteed and release his spirit. Confront the spirit and it will be enthralled, and you will be rewarded with the secret of its summoning.',0,1),
(2731,'<HTML>\n<BODY>\n<BR/>\n<BR/>\n<P align=\"left\">Here lies Durotan - first Chieftain of the Frostwolf Clan, and father of our honored Warchief, Thrall.  He was the bravest of our kind - betrayed by those who would see our people enslaved. Durotan gave his life that our freedom might be gained. We honor him - and the legacy he passed on to us through his son.</P><BR/>\n<P align=\"left\">Drek\'Thar, Far Seer of the Frostwolves </P>\n</BODY>\n</HTML>',0,1),
(2770,'<HTML>\n<BODY>\n<H1 align=\"center\">HORDE MILITARY RANKS</H1><BR/>\n<P align=\"center\">OFFICERS</P><BR/>\n<P align=\"center\">High Warlord</P>\n<P align=\"center\">Warlord</P>\n<P align=\"center\">General</P>\n<P align=\"center\">Lieutenant General</P>\n<P align=\"center\">Champion</P>\n<P align=\"center\">Centurion</P>\n<P align=\"center\">Legionnaire</P>\n<P align=\"center\">Blood Guard</P>\n<P align=\"center\">Stone Guard</P><BR/>\n<P align=\"center\">ENLISTED</P><BR/>\n<P align=\"center\">First Sergeant</P>\n<P align=\"center\">Senior Sergeant</P>\n<P align=\"center\">Sergeant</P>\n<P align=\"center\">Grunt</P>\n<P align=\"center\">Scout</P><BR/>\n</BODY>\n</HTML>\n',0,1),
(2771,'Peeling the Onion$BThe How-to Guide On Dismantling the Stormpike $B-By Drek\'Thar$B$BWithin these pages you will find a wealth of knowledge on battle tactics and politics. The learned soldier is the soldier that leans on the shoulder of experience. Let this book serve as a guide in your battle for Alterac Valley.$B',2772,11159),
(2772,'Chapter 1 - The Front Line$B$BDismantling the Stormpike army is very much like peeling an onion. To get to the core, you must start by removing the outermost layers.$B$BThe front lines, comprised mostly of Stormpike Mountaineers and Alliance Sentinels, are tied to the Captain\'s bunker. It is Captain Balinda Stonehearth who empowers these units and provides for reinforcements when the lines are under siege. Strike at the Captain and the front line forces will crumble.$B$B',2773,11159),
(2773,'Chapter 2 - The Twin Towers$B$BMake no mistake; Vanndar Stormpike is a cunning foe and certainly no fool. Once the front line has been breached, the secondary defensive targets must still be destroyed. It is the twin towers of Stonehearth and Icewing which control the Stormpike Guardsmen outside of Dun Baldar and the Stormpike patrols.',2774,11159),
(2774,'Beware, soldier, as both of these towers are heavily fortified and ruled over by one of Vanndar\'s elite Commanders. Should your forces breach the fortifications, make certain that the Commander within has been ... silenced. This too will be part of the dismantling of the Stormpike.$B',2775,11159),
(2775,'Chapter 3 - The Four Commanders$B$BThe third layer of the Stormpike onion is comprised of the four Commanders. In this respect, Vanndar has mimicked our own glorious Frostwolf defenses. Of course he will tell you otherwise... But I digress. $B$BThe four Commanders control the ebb and flow of the Stormpike Guardsmen that fiercely guard Dun Baldar. Silence them all and the Stormpike Guardsmen will fall. $B$BThen there is but one layer left to peel.$B',2776,11159),
(2776,'Chapter 4 - The Dun Baldar Bunkers$B$BAs you have undoubtedly noticed, the Stormpike defensive layers are in place to prevent one mighty power move from dismantling the entire army. Before you ask, yes, this is exactly how our own forces are setup and no, I will not change our defensive structure. They copied us, why should we have to change?$B',2777,11159),
(2777,'Where was I? Yes, so, the Dun Baldar bunkers (which are located in Dun Baldar) control the Stormpike Defenders - Vanndar\'s most trusted and elite guard units. Destroy those two towers and the reinforcements sent to aid Vanndar will cease to exist. ',2778,11159),
(2778,'Epilogue$B$BAfter having done all of this, you are left with the center of the onion: The sweet core. Vanndar Stormpike will be left defenseless and alone. Rules of military conduct require that we ask for his surrender before carrying out any executions. Be sure to mention the surrender thing when you see him... then kill him.',0,11159),
(2779,'The Frostwolf Artichoke: Tales of Stormpike Glory\r\n-By Vanndar Stormpike\r\n\r\nWhat is Frostwolf? The answer is simple: The Frostwolf are savages trying to halt our sovereign imperialistic imperative.\r\n\r\nMuch like an artichoke, the Frostwolf have a prickly, shielded set of defenses and much like an artichoke, once the outer layer is peeled away, the heart is exposed, ready to be eaten with a fine garlic dip.\r\n\r\nDelicious!\r\n',2780,1),
(2780,'Chapter 1 - The Front Line\r\n\r\nThe front lines of the Frostwolf defenses are comprised of Frostwolf Warriors. The warriors are deployed to the front lines from Captain Galvangar\'s fortress: Iceblood Garrison. The most efficient manner in which to take out this layer of the defenses is to destroy Iceblood Garrison.\r\n\r\nLay siege to the fortress and destroy Captain Galvangar. Once this is done, the front lines will crumble.\r\n',2781,1),
(2781,'Chapter 2 - Iceblood and Tower Point\r\n\r\nOnce the first layer is down, the second layer of the \'artichoke\' will be exposed. Destroying the Frostwolf towers that sit near the front lines will cripple the Legionnaire and patrols that swarm the rear flank.\r\n\r\nThe towers are heavily fortified, each housing one of Drek\'Thar\'s elite Commanders. They must be killed. This will expedite the dismantling of the Frostwolf defenses.',2782,1),
(2782,'Chapter 3 - The Four Commanders\r\n \r\nIf you have been following the wisdom of this guide, then by now, two of Drek\'Thar\'s Commanders are dead. Good work, soldier! Their resolve is already weakening. You must now complete the dissemination of the chain of command by slaying the remaining two commanders.\r\n\r\nWith all four of the Commanders slain, the Frostwolf Legionnaires that guard Frostwolf Keep will be scattered - left without command. Ripe for the picking!\r\n',2783,1),
(2783,'Chapter 4 - The East and West Frostwolf Towers\r\n\r\nThere is now only one layer standing between you and victory; Drek\'Thar\'s most trusted and powerful guard units: The Frostwolf Guardians.\r\n\r\nThe Frostwolf Guardians are sent out from the platoons held in reserve at the east and west Frostwolf towers. Destroy those towers and watch the remaining Frostwolf Guardians flee in shame.',2784,1),
(2784,'Epilogue\r\n\r\n\"Smother the heart of the artichoke with garlic butter and mayonnaise. Compliment the meal with an aged, heady ale.\"\r\n\r\nDrek\'Thar now stands alone, his two mutts at his side. Capture the Frostwolf Relief Hut to aid in your battle and destroy Drek\'Thar. When the General falls, this land will finally turn over to its rightful owner: The Stormpike.\r\n',0,1),
(2785,'We call upon you, Zanza of Zuldazar.\nBless those that ask for your help, Loa Zanza. Bless those that would ally with the Zandalarian\npeople.\nAid us in this time of need. Aid us Loa. Give us the power to strike down our enemies. Give us the power to once more defeat the Blood God.\n',0,1),
(2786,'Stranglethorn Fishing Tournament!$BSunday Afternoon - 2pm to 4pm.$B$BFish anywhere along the coast of Stranglethorn (except for Booty Bay) and look for the schools of Tastyfish that will appear along the coast!  Make sure your fishing bobber lands in the school and you will be catching special fish instead of the normal Stranglethorn variety.  The first person to catch forty Tastyfish can turn them into Fishmaster Bassbait in Booty Bay for a prize!   $B$BEven if you are not the first person to catch forty tastyfish you can still turn them in for cash and there are special fish to be caught as well that will reward special prizes!$B',0,11723),
(2787,'His name brought Light to darkest Azeroth.$B$BHis valor tore the walls of mis\'ry down.$B$BThe Silver Hand would ne\'er do better more$B$Bthan give the world the knight who\'d give himself.',2788,1),
(2788,'His fame was not that which he sought to grow,$B$Bnor was the lordship over his own kind.$B$BInstead he chose to fight for Lordaeron$B$Bto hope his kin would have to fight no more.',2789,1),
(2789,'The tragic tale of this most holy knight$B$Bwill never end with his unholy death.$B$BWe honor him, and we shall give him thanks!$B$BUther always shall know glory and Light!',0,1),
(2790,'His name will not die.$BHis sacrifice will always$Bserve to show the way.$B$BShackles once that choked$Bthe inhale of honor\'s breath$Bno longer bind us.',2791,1),
(2791,'Can you hear his scream?$BA battle wail for the Horde:$BVictory or death!$B$BWe must remember$Bhis strength in the face of death.$BHis dream, now made real.',2792,1),
(2792,'Dangers everywhere!$BEnemies seek to bring us$Bback to the shackles.$B$BWhen we fight, think of$Bhe who did what must be done.$BHellscream, forever!',0,1),
(2793,'It has been nearly a thousand years since the \'War of the Shifting Sands.\' It was during this war, in the heart of the Silithus desert, that a great tragedy and even greater burden beset Fandral Staghelm. It is thought that the events described herein are what ultimately shaped the unsavory disposition of the Arch Druid.',2794,11723),
(2794,'An ancient sentient insectoid race known as the Qiraji vied for dominance over much of Kalimdor at one point in time. It was the pompous, imperialistic Staghelm and his army of night elves who met the Qiraji head on in battle.$B',2795,11723),
(2795,'Father and son fought fervently to contain the rising tide of the insectoid swarm in Silithus. From the fortress of Ahn\'Qiraj, a seemingly endless stream of silithid continued to bolster the ranks of the invading Qiraji forces. The whole of Silithus was under siege.$B',2796,11723),
(2796,'In a decision that Staghelm would regret, the younger Staghelm, Valstann, was ordered to defend the night elf outpost of Southwind Village. Regrettably, Valstann would lose his life that day as Southwind Village would fall to the armies of Ahn\'Qiraj.$B',2797,11723),
(2797,'Undaunted and with heavy heart, a vengeful Fandral Staghelm would push on. Defeat in Silithus would result in great loss for the night elf nation and quite possibly the world.$B$BThe battle raged on for months. All of Silithus was overtaken by the Qiraji. Staghelm and his army were pushed back to Tanaris. With a decimated army and countless innocents slain, the arrogance that had driven Fandral Staghelm was snuffed out completely.',2798,11723),
(2798,'His pride wholly crushed. Staghelm would, for the second time in his existence, feel the flutter in the pit of his stomach that could only be brought on by fear. It was in Tanaris, then, that Staghelm would approach Anachronos, progeny of Nozdormu, and plead for the assistance of the Bronze Flight.',2799,11723),
(2799,'Initially, Anachronos refused to involve the Bronze Flight in the affairs of the lesser races. It was not until the Qiraji brashly attacked the Caverns of Time that Anachronos would agree to join forces with the night elves.',2800,11723),
(2800,'Anachronos would soon realize that even the mighty Bronze Flight could not stem the tide of the invading Qiraji forces. For every fifty of the insects that were annihilated by his breath, one hundred would be waiting to take their place. With the night elf lines faltering and the threat of being pushed further north to the wilds of Feralas ever looming, Anachronos decided that the children of the Aspects must be made aware.',2801,11723),
(2801,'He would call out to Ysera\'s Dragonflight first. Merithra of the Dream would answer his call and from there, Alexstrasza\'s Dragonflight and Malygos\'s Dragonflight would be made aware.',2802,11723),
(2802,'The dragons would meet in the stratosphere high above Silithus: Thousands of feet above the fortress of Ahn\'Qiraj.$B$BThere was Anachronos, child of the Nozdormu, Aspect of Time. $B$BFrom the Emerald Dream would come Merithra, child of Ysera, Aspect of Nature.$B$BCaelestrasz, child of Alexstrasza, Aspect of Life, would represent the Red Dragonflight.$B$BArygos, child of Malygos, Aspect of Magic, would represent the Blue Dragonflight.$B',2803,11723),
(2803,'The dragons watched as an endless stream of silithid and Qiraji poured out of Ahn\'Qiraj. It became clear to them that no amount of force could ever end this war. From inside the main temple, tens of thousands of the Qiraji forces waited. With each passing second, more were hatched and primed; ready to be unleashed into the world.$B',2804,11723),
(2804,'Arygos was the first to notice the strange emanations. The monolithic temple in the southern quadrant of Ahn\'Qiraj radiated a dim magic unlike anything they had sensed coming from the Qiraji. Try as they might, none were able to penetrate further into the temple to find the source of this energy. Only something of immense power could shield itself so completely. Perhaps... something controlling the insects. Something controlling even the Qiraji.',2805,11723),
(2805,'The dragons knew that they had to react quickly, lest the world suffer another epic catastrophe. After careful deliberation, it was decided that the best course of action would be to stop the host armies at or near their source.',2806,11723),
(2806,'A great barrier would be created, drawing from the essence of both the night elves and the dragonflight. A magical barrier that could contain the silithid and their overlords within the walls of Ahn\'Qiraj and prevent future incursions. Ahn\'Qiraj would itself become a prison.',0,11723),
(2807,'Day 1$BOur pilgrimage is over. We\'ve finally reached Silithus, where we\'re to establish contact. We have come from many places to collaborate in what is to be a monumental undertaking.$B$BThere is a tremendous sense of excitement in the air. Tomorrow we shall devote all our energy to building that which will allow communication with THEM.$B$BTomorrow we shall construct a wind stone!',2808,1),
(2808,'Day 2$BThe location of the wind stone has been a subject of great debate. Not even the wisest among us can determine with great certainty where the place mentioned in the old prophecy actually refers to.$B$BI\'ve stayed with the original northern group and time will undoubtedly prove us right. The argument that the energy lines intersect at detrimental angles at this location are foolish and naive.$B$BAlready we are gathering the necessary building materials at great speed.',2809,1),
(2809,'Day 15$BOur dedication has paid off. We are the first camp to finish the construction of a wind stone. If the other fools had stayed with us we would\'ve completed the task in less than a week!$B$BTomorrow we shall begin the rituals involved in summoning Baron Kazum himself. He demanded to be the first to test the system and we couldn\'t contradict him as he\'s quick to anger.$B$BI expect he will be most pleased with us.',0,1),
(2810,'For immediate dissemination to all Twilight\'s Hammer members.$B$BThe search for the traitor, Ortell, is progressing at a most satisfactory pace.  Our scouts have narrowed his location to a network of caverns in Westfall.$B$BOrtell\'s betrayal shall not be forgiven and his escape presents a great security risk to our organization.$B$BAny individual found to be withholding information on Ortell\'s whereabouts will be duly punished.$B$B-Twilight Lord Everun',0,1),
(2811,'For immediate dissemination to all Twilight Hammer members.$B$BGiven the current state of affairs in Silithus, all distribution of True Believer texts are to be made under the escort of no less than four armed Twilight Hammer personnel.$B$BAny members found in violation of this new policy will be summarily punished.$B$B-Twilight Lord D\'Sak',0,1),
(2812,'For immediate dissemination to all Twilight\'s Hammer members.$B$BThe following information describes the use of wind stones for communication with our masters in the Abyssal Council.$B$BAll frivolous use of wind stones will be punished in a most painful manner.$B$B-Twilight Keeper Havunth',2813,1),
(2813,'Abyssal Templars$B$BAs an initiate you are permitted to establish contact with Abyssal Templars for routine rituals. Remember to always don the proper garb when utilizing wind stones to avoid activating our defensive enchantments.$B$BShould an unforeseen emergency arise with no overseers present, you are granted permission to summon an Abyssal Templar.$B$BFor details on the summoning rituals involved, refer to last month\'s True Believer.',2814,1),
(2814,'Abyssal Dukes$B$BOnly acolytes in possession of a medallion of station are permitted to establish contact with the  Abyssal Dukes. Medallions of station are only to be used by the individuals to whom they were originally issued.$B$BMembers of the Twilight\'s Hammer involved in unapproved communication with Abyssal Dukes or unauthorized use of medallions of station will be disciplined with by myself personally.',2815,1),
(2815,'The High Council of Abyssal Lords$B$BOnly Twilight Lords are permitted to contact Prince Skaldrenox, High Marshal Whirlaxis, Baron Kazum or Lord Skwol.$B$BUnder no circumstances are any low ranking members of the Twilight\'s Hammer allowed to initiate communication with the High Council.  Any outsiders found using a wind stone in this manner will be reduced to ashes on the spot.',0,1),
(2816,'The State of the Cult, Volume 92$B$BIt is with a joyous heart that I greet you, my brethren, for the state of our cult could not be more grand. We are legion, and our goals grow ever closer to fruition.$B$BNew recruits continue to gather. The sing praise to our lords in Darkshore, they bow in jubilant reverie within the Searing Gorge, they embrace our masters\' servant, Aku\'mai, in Blackfathom Deeps. Indeed, my brothers and sisters, soon a swarm of the faithful will blanket all of Azeroth!',0,1),
(2817,'State of the Cult, Volume 127$B$BIt is truly a happy day!  We have been tested in Silithus, and we have passed!$B$BReports of the destruction of our northernmost camp may challenge the hearts of the unfaithful, but this slaughter should not be seen as tragedy. No!',2818,1),
(2818,'The spilling of our blood by one of the Abyssal High Council is a blessing! We must envy our fallen comrades, for their spirits now reside in the belly of a most righteous beast!$B$BPraise to the Old Gods! Praise to their servants! Praise to the Twilight\'s Hammer!',0,1),
(2819,'State of the Cult, Volume 233$B$BOpportunity knocks yet again, my brothers and sisters! The Cenarion Circle, a vile cult of nature lovers, now sends agents against us. They must want to stop us from summoning red luring stones. We cannot allow it!$B$BThe red stones are critical to our new allies. We mustn\'t let the Cenarion Circle\'s lapdogs succeed. Stand firm, my faithful friends. Stand firm!',0,1),
(2820,'How Do We Know They Love Us?$B$BSome may wonder how the Old Gods and their minions can love us. Do they not kill us? Do they not cause pain and suffering to all? How could beings so bent on malevolence know love in their hearts?$B$BThere is a simple answer to this question. So simple it need not be uttered?',2821,1),
(2821,'Faith. Faith is the wellspring from which the joy of servitude showers us. Faith will keep us warm on the coldest Silithus nights. Faith will keep us in our Lords\' good graces when the Ending Days arrive.$B$BFaith will save us.',0,1),
(2822,'You cannot understand a single word on this ledger. You don\'t even know what language it is written in!',0,1),
(2828,'<HTML>\r\n<BODY>\r\n<IMG src=\"Interface\\Pictures\\21037_crudemap_256\"/>\r\n</BODY>\r\n</HTML>\r\n',0,11723),
(2829,'Dear Diary,$B$BToday, my arch-enemy, Narain Soothfancy, attempted to deceive me by sending cronies to fill his spot at the execution. HIS execution. Can you believe it?$B$BI had gone through all the trouble of devising this diabolical plan to lure him out of that damnable hut and he pulls this? Whatever... Too angry to keep writing. I\'ll be back later.',2830,1),
(2830,'Dear Diary,$B$BI left my hide-out in a rage after my last entry. Boy was I angry. I decided to redesign my minions\' uniforms to better reflect my angst. I feel a little better but something is missing. I\'ll be right back...',2831,1),
(2831,'Dear Diary,$B$BOk, I\'m good now. I beat one of my minions until he wept like a little girl.$B$BHrm... I feel sort of bad now. Wait a minute! Damnit, I\'m an EVIL genius! Evil, you know? I\'m so disappointed in myself. Be right back.',2832,1),
(2832,'Dear Diary,$B$BI gave him a hug and told him to keep up the good work. I feel better now. Keep that between you and me, diary.$B$BWhere was I? Oh yes, NARAIN! ARGH!!! I hate that guy. It was Narain, after all, that destroyed the curve on every exam back when we were students at the Gnomeregan Institute of Tinkering.$B$BFail me out of school, will they? As far as I\'m concerned, Gnomeregan got what it deserved!$B$BThat\'s all for today. Sleep tight, diary!',2833,1),
(2833,'Dear Diary,$B$BI must be getting old. I totally forgot that I was telling you about Narain and his deception. Anyhow, I was so angry when I saw a decoy disguised as Narain instead of Narain that I commanded Number Two to destroy the fool!$B$BI got in my flying machine and began tearing away at his precious, stupid, dumb-head book on Draconic. What a show-off? Who reads Draconic? I hate him so much!',2834,1),
(2834,'Dear Diary,$B$BSorry, I fell asleep. So I was flying angry and throwing out chapters of that stupid book. I saw a demon below me in Darkwhisper and decided to make the first chapter form a magical tornado of paper and shred its body into a million pieces! It was liberating. Magic + paper = fun.$B$BThat made me pretty happy so I decided to fly to the Eastern Kingdoms. My first stop was the Molten Core. Narain always talked about that place! \"Molten Core this and Ragnaros that...\"',2835,1),
(2835,'Well you know what? If he likes it so much, maybe he\'ll like trying to piece his book back together by going to the Molten Core and reviving the chapter back from a pile of ash! Hah!$B$BWhile I was in the neighborhood, I figured some of those slavering technicians in ol\' Victor Nefarius\' lab might have a use for this Draconic stuff. Bombs away!',2836,1),
(2836,'This was starting to become a sport of sorts. I was really getting into splitting up that damned book!$B$BThe next few drops were easy.$B$BUndercity, home of the fetid rotting dead and possibly the best chili I\'ve ever had, got one chapter. Stormwind, capital of Cheese, the other. Diary, have you ever put cheese from Stormwind on Undercity chili? HELLO? That should sound some alarms.',2837,1),
(2837,'I was getting tired at this point so I turned the flying machine around and headed for home, but not before I would make two more stops. I gave Lord Kazzak and his demons a fly by in the Tainted Scar (he hates when I do that) and stuck another down Onyxia\'s chimney.$B$BTired. Going to sleep.',0,1),
(2838,'To Whom It May Concern,\r\n\r\nHow I love these games that we play. \r\n\r\nI can only assume that if you are reading this letter, you have somehow, through miracle or divine intervention, managed to vanquish me. Preposterous, I know, but stranger things have happened in the history of this world.\r\n',2839,1),
(2839,'As with all things in life, there is a glorious, silver lining of tragedy, chaos, and evil to this sorrowful tale. While you have slain me, you have done so in such a slow and disorderly fashion that I have had time enough to write this letter AFTER I destroyed your only hope of saving this world. The crushed red crystal powder is all that is left of your scepter shard.\r\n\r\n',2840,1),
(2840,'Enjoy the Nemesis and Stormrage armaments that you may find in my treasure trove. Believe me when I tell you this: I take great pleasure in knowing that I did what my father could not...\r\n\r\n\r\nSincerely,\r\n\r\nLord Victor Nefarius\r\n\"Nefarian\"\r\n',0,1),
(2841,'On behalf of Smokywood Pastures, thanks again for looking into this.  We\'re not sure which group has Metzen, but investigating either would be a good place to start!$B$BTime is money friend, and we have very precious little of it in this case.  Be swift in your efforts to rescue, as these groups are not to be taken lightly in what they are capable of.$B$BAnyway, the next two pages are the ransom notes we received.  Good luck...',2842,11159),
(2842,'If you want the reindeer back alive, then you\'ll be quick with the ransom.  The Southsea Pirates don\'t take kindly to delays in payment, and we know how valuable the beast is to YOUR form of piracy.$B$BBring the sum of 1000 gold in to the mouth of Lost Rigger Cove in Tanaris.  Any attempt to rescue the reindeer will result in Metzen taking a very long walk off of a very short plank.$B$BYeargh...$B$BThe Southsea Pirates',2843,11159),
(2843,'Your prized pet isn\'t doing very well out here in the unrelenting heat of Searing Gorge... you\'ll be wise to meet our demands without delay.$B$BYou will bring us five star rubies and the sum of 700 gold - place both in a single plain package that is free of markings.  Leave the package at the gates to Stonewrought Pass within a week.$B$BFailure to meet our demands will result in Metzen being the main course of a traditional Dark Iron Dwarven Winter Veil feast.$B$BMmmm... reindeer...',2844,11159),
(2844,'More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,$B$BAnd he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name;$B$B\"Now, Mercer! now, Chilton! now, Jordan and Kaplan!$B$BOn, Nagle! on Pardo! on, Goodman and Metzen!$B$BTo the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!$B$BNow dash away! dash away! dash away all!\"$B',0,11159),
(2846,'It is my fervent hope that through my research I may find a supplemental source of magical energy that will be safe for my people. With the Sunwell gone, we must find a way to continue our way of life without succumbing to the lure of arcane magic.$B$BI believe the future of the sin\'dorei can once again serve as a shining example to all!',2847,11723),
(2847,'No luck yet. What little magic I have ready access to must be channeled through the Spire. I do have a number of intriguing ideas though. I will set my brightest apprentices to following these paths of inquiry, and see what we come up with.',2848,11723),
(2848,'It\'s been a while since I\'ve written anything in these pages. Still nothing promising. I received word yesterday that one of the pupils at Sunstrider Isle, one Felendren, failed to heed the advice of his mentors and succumbed to the affliction.$B$BI shall redouble our efforts.',2849,11723),
(2849,'Nothing. I will not give up hope, though. The Sin\'dorei cannot afford to be in a position of magical dependency at this moment when we are besieged to the south.$B$BI\'ve devised an entirely new approach, and if successful, it will allow me to filter out the \'impurities\' in some corrupted, fel magic power sources that I have stashed away. I must proceed with caution.',2850,11723),
(2850,'Amazing! We\'ve met with some success, though the amount of magic we were able to extract was miniscule. I am going to pull most of the apprentices away from their studies to focus on this promising new approach.$B$BWith any luck at all, we should be able to refine the process and kill two birds with one stone - an abundant source of energy for ourselves, and a way to counter any fel magics we may come across in the future!',2851,11723),
(2851,'No! While experimenting with the new process my main apprentice, Telethayon, suddenly and without warning shriveled before my very eyes, succumbing to the state that afflicts my brethren. I tried to stop it, but he was too far gone. I had no choice but to put him out of his misery.$B$BSuch is the price of discovery, but I feel the weight of that cost too dearly already.',2852,11723),
(2852,'It is too much to bear... two more apprentices have succumbed. We were being so careful... I do not understand what has gone wrong.$B$BI will have to abandon these investigations, and start over from scratch.',2853,11723),
(2853,'I was too late. A third apprentice had, unknowingly to me, been sharing the fouled research with some of the others. I am going to try to contain the situation, but first I must get the unaffected apprentices away.$B$BI will do so by letting them all know that I am going on sabbatical at the Farstrider Retreat, in the hopes of finding a new approach to the problem.$B$BI must find a way to atone for this horrible error in judgment.',0,11723),
(2854,'<HTML>\n<BODY>\n<H1 align=\"center\">OFFICER RANKS OF THE HORDE</H1><BR/>\n<P align=\"center\">Part 2</P>\n<IMG src=\"Interface\\PvPRankBadges\\PvPRank09\" align=\"left\"/><BR/>\n<P align=\"right\">Centurion</P><BR/><BR/>\n<IMG src=\"Interface\\PvPRankBadges\\PvPRank08\" align=\"left\"/><BR/>\n<P align=\"right\">Legionnaire</P><BR/><BR/>\n<IMG src=\"Interface\\PvPRankBadges\\PvPRank07\" align=\"left\"/><BR/>\n<P align=\"right\">Blood Guard</P><BR/><BR/>\n<IMG src=\"Interface\\PvPRankBadges\\PvPRank06\" align=\"left\"/><BR/>\n<P align=\"right\">Stone Guard</P><BR/><BR/>\n</BODY>\n</HTML>',2855,11723),
(2855,'<HTML>\n<BODY>\n<H1 align=\"center\">ENLISTED RANKS OF THE HORDE</H1><BR/>\n<IMG src=\"Interface\\PvPRankBadges\\PvPRank05\" align=\"left\"/><BR/>\n<P align=\"right\">First Sergeant</P><BR/><BR/>\n<IMG src=\"Interface\\PvPRankBadges\\PvPRank04\" align=\"left\"/><BR/>\n<P align=\"right\">Senior Sergeant</P><BR/><BR/>\n<IMG src=\"Interface\\PvPRankBadges\\PvPRank03\" align=\"left\"/><BR/>\n<P align=\"right\">Sergeant</P><BR/><BR/>\n<IMG src=\"Interface\\PvPRankBadges\\PvPRank02\" align=\"left\"/><BR/>\n<P align=\"right\">Grunt</P><BR/><BR/>\n<IMG src=\"Interface\\PvPRankBadges\\PvPRank01\" align=\"left\"/><BR/>\n<P align=\"right\">Scout</P><BR/><BR/>\n</BODY>\n</HTML>',0,11723),
(2856,'<HTML>\n<BODY>\n<H1 align=\"center\">OFFICER RANKS OF THE ALLIANCE</H1><BR/>\n<P align=\"center\">Part 2</P>\n<IMG src=\"Interface\\PvPRankBadges\\PvPRank09\" align=\"left\"/><BR/>\n<P align=\"right\">Knight-Champion</P><BR/><BR/>\n<IMG src=\"Interface\\PvPRankBadges\\PvPRank08\" align=\"left\"/><BR/>\n<P align=\"right\">Knight-Captain</P><BR/><BR/>\n<IMG src=\"Interface\\PvPRankBadges\\PvPRank07\" align=\"left\"/><BR/>\n<P align=\"right\">Knight-Lieutenant</P><BR/><BR/>\n<IMG src=\"Interface\\PvPRankBadges\\PvPRank06\" align=\"left\"/><BR/>\n<P align=\"right\">Knight</P><BR/><BR/>\n</BODY>\n</HTML>',2857,1),
(2857,'<HTML>\n<BODY>\n<H1 align=\"center\">ALLIANCE ENLISTED RANKS</H1><BR/>\n<IMG src=\"Interface\\PvPRankBadges\\PvPRank05\" align=\"left\"/><BR/>\n<P align=\"right\">Sergeant Major</P><BR/><BR/>\n<IMG src=\"Interface\\PvPRankBadges\\PvPRank04\" align=\"left\"/><BR/>\n<P align=\"right\">Master Sergeant</P><BR/><BR/>\n<IMG src=\"Interface\\PvPRankBadges\\PvPRank03\" align=\"left\"/><BR/>\n<P align=\"right\">Sergeant</P><BR/><BR/>\n<IMG src=\"Interface\\PvPRankBadges\\PvPRank02\" align=\"left\"/><BR/>\n<P align=\"right\">Corporal</P><BR/><BR/>\n<IMG src=\"Interface\\PvPRankBadges\\PvPRank01\" align=\"left\"/><BR/>\n<P align=\"right\">Private</P><BR/><BR/>\n</BODY>\n</HTML>',0,1),
(2858,'<HTML>\n<BODY>\n<H1 align=\"center\">\nAnthony Ray Stark\n</H1>\n<H2 align=\"center\">\n1961 - 2005\n</H2>\n</BODY>\n</HTML>',0,11723),
(2859,'<HTML><BODY><H1 align=\"center\">BRAZIER OF INVOCATION: USER\'S MANUAL</H1><BR/><P align=\"center\">Where to find Haunted Loci</P><BR/><P align=\"center\">INTRODUCTION</P><BR/><P align=\"left\">Contained within these pages are the locations of the fallen and corrupted spirits and souls involved in the Lord Valthalak\'s Amulet Incident. Though you have already saved these former companions of mine, it would be my conjecture that repugnant echoes of the evil that once twisted their spirits still linger at those haunted loci. Such was the malevolent power of Lord Valthalak\'s spirit.</P><BR/><P align=\"left\">Additionally, the brazier can be used to summon forth Lord Valathalak, though as before, extreme caution should be taken in doing so.</P><BR/></BODY></HTML>',2860,1),
(2860,'<HTML><BODY><H1 align=\"center\">INTRODUCTION, continued...</H1><BR/><P align=\"left\">The brazier itself functions just as the Brazier of Beckoning did. Simply place it within range of any of the five haunted loci and it will invoke the spirits of the dead.</P><BR/><P align=\"left\">As a side note, because I know that you\'ll be interested in knowing, the Banner of Provocation can be used in similar fashion at the arena in Blackrock Depths. Be sure to teach Theldren and his goons a lesson for me every time you get a chance when you\'re there.</P><BR/><P align=\"left\">Read on should you desire further enlightment.</P><BR/></BODY></HTML>',2861,1),
(2861,'<HTML><BODY><H1 align=\"center\">ISALIEN</H1><BR/><P align=\"center\">Night Elven Priestess of the Moon</P><BR/><P align=\"left\">When Isalien decided to take her leave of the company, she did so with the intention of making a pilgrimage to Dire Maul, the fallen, ancestral night elven city once known as Eldre\'Thalas. Therein still stands a library of great knowledge, a sanctum that a small number of night elves have been able to hold back the tide from. She was intent upon finding answers both to her heritage and possibly concerning the amulet pieces. It should be noted that she was also a good friend of Falrin Treeshaper.</P><BR/></BODY></HTML>',2862,1),
(2862,'<HTML><BODY><H1 align=\"center\">ISALIEN, continued...</H1><BR/><P align=\"left\">Unfortunately, as she and her companion hippogryph, Empyrean, were entering the city, they were assailed by Alzzin the Wildshaper and his minions. There she fell, never to rise again. Perhaps it is for the best that Isalien never unlocked any further secrets from the evil magic that Lord Valthalak put into containing a portion of his essence in the amulet.</P><BR/><P align=\"left\">The open-aired chamber where Alzzin resides is one of these haunted loci.</P><BR/></BODY></HTML>',2863,1),
(2863,'<HTML><BODY><H1 align=\"center\">MOR GRAYHOOF</H1><BR/><P align=\"center\">Tauren Druid and First to Fall</P><BR/><P align=\"left\">Mor Grayhoof was ever a stalwart and trusted companion within The Veiled Blade. It is unfortunate that he was the first to fall to Lord Valthalak\'s evil minions.</P><BR/><P align=\"left\">As we fled from Valthalak, we were being pursued by a veritable army of his spectral assassins and stalkers. The flight from Blackrock Spire was chaotic, to say the least. Unfortunately along the way, Mor somehow lost his footing, though I suspect that he was pushed. In any case, he fell down in to the recesses of the lower portion of the spire.</P><BR/></BODY></HTML>',2864,1),
(2864,'<HTML><BODY><H1 align=\"center\">MOR GRAYHOOF, continued...</H1><BR/><P align=\"left\">Later, we discovered that Mor had actually survived the fall. But there was to be no happy ending for my good friend; he was taken prisoner by the trolls of Tazz\'Alaor. Not long after, as he was being tortured by War Master Voone, a group of Valthalak\'s assassins jumped in and finished the job.</P><BR/><P align=\"left\">Should you seek to raise the echo of Mor Grayhoof\'s spirit, War Master Voone\'s chamber is a haunted location.</P><BR/></BODY></HTML>',2865,1),
(2865,'<HTML><BODY><H1 align=\"center\">JARIEN AND SOTHOS</H1><BR/><P align=\"center\">Siblings and would-be members of the Scarlet Crusade</P><BR/><P align=\"left\">Jarien and Sothos were two of the most intolerant people that I knew. Yet their skills as combatants were exceptional, and they came from money, which I suppose is why Anthion, the leader of The Veiled Blade, kept them on.</P><BR/><P align=\"left\">The siblings eventually found themselves enamored with the teachings and philosophy of the Scarlet Crusade. They had always exhibited a certain zeal in vanquishing any of the Scourge that we ran across in our travels, and it was suspected that their family had ties to the organization.</P><BR/></BODY></HTML>',2866,1),
(2866,'<HTML><BODY><H1 align=\"center\">JARIEN AND SOTHOS, continued...</H1><BR/><P align=\"left\">So it was that they found themselves facing the trials that are required of those that seek to join the Crusade. Of particular interest to them was a position of knighthood within the ranks; something that required more difficult testing apparently. For it was later discovered that Sothos actually failed his final test. Jarien would not have it though, and in open defiance she insisted that he be able to join her amongst the knights. From what we have gathered, Grand Crusader Dathrohan slew them both right on the spot in the middle of his chambers.</P><BR/><P align=\"left\">Thus it is that another of these haunted loci is The Crimson Throne inside The Scarlet Bastion at Stratholme.</P><BR/></BODY></HTML>',2867,1),
(2867,'<HTML><BODY><H1 align=\"center\">KORMOK</H1><BR/><P align=\"center\">Two-Headed Ogre Necromancer</P><BR/><P align=\"left\">What can be said about Kormok? He was a two-headed ogre of the caster variety who didn\'t used to be all that bad. When we first took him into the fold it was as a prisoner on some job we\'d accepted in Burning Steppes. He proved himself invaluable in helping us to get out of a sticky situation we fell into there, however, and so he came on as one of the company\'s premier mages.</P><BR/><P align=\"left\">The odd thing about him though was the completely different nature of his two heads. One was always cheerful if not a little foolish, while the other was sly, calculating and had an almost dead look to its eyes. Kind of creepy really.</P><BR/></BODY></HTML>',2868,1),
(2868,'<HTML><BODY><H1 align=\"center\">KORMOK, continued...</H1><BR/><P align=\"left\">Later, through the course of our travels, Kormok became exposed to the necromantic side of magic. Unfortunately the creepy head exhibited an affinity for raising dead spirits, and took a perverse pleasure in it, especially in summoning forth the exiled spirits of Purgation Isle to do his bidding.</P><BR/><P align=\"left\">After the company disbanded, Kormok enrolled at the Scholomance to further his \'education\'. The spectral assassins found entrance to the school all too easy, and slew him right there in front of his new master, Ras Frostwhisper.</P><BR/><P align=\"left\">This makes Ras Frostwhisper\'s chamber one of the haunted locations where the brazier can be successfully utilized.</P><BR/></BODY></HTML>',2869,1),
(2869,'<HTML><BODY><H1 align=\"center\">LORD VALTHALAK</H1><BR/><P align=\"center\">Draconid Noble and former General of Blackrock Spire</P><BR/><P align=\"left\">Before General Drakkisath, there was Lord Valthalak, a draconid warlock of immense power. It is common for the leadership of the Spire to change hands, and unfortunately for us, we were going to play a part in the latest shift in power.</P><BR/><P align=\"left\">We\'d been commissioned by a goblin smuggler-wizard out of Booty Bay, Gremnik Rizzlesprang, to steal Valthalak\'s spellbook. We don\'t know if he wanted to study it or sell it (or both), and it doesn\'t matter now. What does matter is that we infiltrated the upper reaches of Blackrock Spire and slew Lord Valthalak in his lair. That\'s when the fun really began.</P><BR/></BODY></HTML>',2870,1),
(2870,'<HTML><BODY><H1 align=\"center\">LORD VALTHALAK, continued...</H1><BR/><P align=\"left\">We had no idea of the depths of Valthalak\'s magical knowledge where soul-manipulation was concerned, or we probably would never have taken on the job in the first place. But take it we did, and it proved to be the last job we ever would take.</P><BR/><P align=\"left\">Having slain Lord Valthalak, and taken his spellbook, Kormok must have sensed something about his amulet. He insisted on taking it as his share of the loot, which quickly devolved into a heated argument, and almost a fight, over the thing. We didn\'t know at the time that the amulet actually housed a good portion of Valthalak\'s spirit; we found that out later, much to our displeasure.</P><BR/></BODY></HTML>',2871,1),
(2871,'<HTML><BODY><H1 align=\"center\">LORD VALTHALAK, continued...</H1><BR/><P align=\"left\">Splitting the amulet into pieces, we fled from the newly risen ghost of Valthalak, as well his army of spectral assassins. And the noise we made fighting over the amulet had roused a number of the Spire\'s remaining defenders!</P><BR/><P align=\"left\">Almost all of us made it out of Blackrock and thought we were safe. But, even from the beyond, Valthalak sent his minions at us no matter where we hid. The Veiled Blade soon broke apart after that mission, and then we were really easy pickings.</P><BR/><P align=\"left\">As you must know, this makes Lord Valthalak\'s abode, what is now The Beast\'s chamber in Blackrock Spire, the last of the haunted locations.</P><BR/></BODY></HTML>',0,1),
(2872,'To all able-bodied men and women:\r\n\r\nThe Scourge have returned and we must set aside our squabbles to face this threat. The Argent Dawn will turn away none who wish to take arms against the Scourge menace.\r\n\r\nThose who would defend our lands are mustering at Light\'s Hope Chapel in the Eastern Plaguelands. Together, we shall prevail.\r\n\r\nKeeper of the Rolls\r\nThe Argent Dawn',0,1),
(2875,'Missing WDB data.',0,1),
(2878,'My Emily,$B$BA few short days ago, we broke camp in this Light-forsaken place, operating under the King\'s orders to return home. My heart was light despite my bleak surroundings, for I knew that after the frigid trek to the shore and long, grueling voyage, I would find solace in your arms.$B$BWe reached the shoreline today to find our ships, our means of return, nothing more than charred husks; we cannot leave, and have no choice but to press on into the heart of this abysmal wasteland.$B$BI have gone to the very end of the world to keep you safe, Emily... and now... I wish with all my being that I had remained in Lordaeron with you.$B$BThoughts of you fill my every waking moment. You are my warmth in this frozen land, beloved, and no one can take that from me.$B$BMaxwell',0,1),
(2880,'Reuben,$B$BI write this letter knowing you may never see it; I simply can\'t remain idle, listening to the constant pounding against the Hearthglen walls. The undead are outside our village, unceasing in their assault, and we have been charged with defending the townsfolk until reinforcements arrive.$B$BMy leg was broken in the last charge, and so I sit, useless, with my sword at my side should there be a breach in our defenses. There is no idle banter... only the sounds of fighting and death. The air is thick with fear.$B$BPrince Arthas is here, fighting on the front lines with the men. Were he not present we would have fallen long ago. His love for this land and its people is infectious; I gladly serve under him, and will to the end of my days.$B$BThe fighting grows more intense; broken leg or not, I cannot sit here. Every sword is needed.  I hope these words find you in happier times.$B$BYour friend,$BLeagrem',0,1),
(2881,'$b$bHeliana,$b$bI, Vargus, yet live, despite your wishes to the contrary. I despise traipsing about the countryside in this ridiculous armor.$b$bOur latest orders have us heading towards Andorhal after grain or some such nonsense. Why should I care about the food stores in Andorhal, of all places? This entire notion of being in the army is ludicrous.$b$bRest assured, Aunt Heliana, that I will return for your inheritance; even if I become sorely wounded and am left without food, pure spite will drive me ever onward.$b$bVargus$b$b',0,1),
(2882,'Dearest Amelia,$B$BTonight I have seen things that will haunt me to the end of time.$B$BStratholme is aflame... and we are responsible.$B$BOur Prince led us into the streets of the city tonight; he ordered us to break into the homes of the townspeople and... kill them in their sleep. They were plagued, claimed Lord Arthas, and had to be killed before they killed us.$B$BIt was a slaughter. Hundreds died silently to the swords of those sworn to protect them. I could stand it no longer; I fled.$B$BDeserter I may be, but I could not commit such atrocities. In every home I could not help but see your face, or those of our children, upon the victims as they died. If standing against that means being a traitor, then so be it.$B$BI hope to find my way back to you in time, but the roads are unsafe. Give our children my love in my absence.$B$BJames',0,1),
(2883,'Samla,$B$BAs we follow our Lord Arthas north, ever north, my heart grows heavy.  While he once shined with the Light, I now sense a darkening of the young paladin\'s spirit.  His zeal is shadowed by a brooding, over some nightmare in his soul that I cannot divine...$B$BWe will soon make landfall in the frozen wastes.  Although many of his men grow sick from the chill and from battles against putrid beasts, Arthas tells us that what he seeks in the ice will turn the tide of battle.  But I took no comfort from his words, for after he said them... the grim smile planted on his curled lips chilled me deeper than any blizzard could.$B$BPray for us, Samla, and pray for our world,$B$BTorgal',0,1),
(2884,'Dear Pamela,$B$BTomorrow we make our stand in Andorhal, and I fear this will be my last letter to you, my love. The undead are unfatigued and we, I fear, are only human. We cannot hold against them.  But fret not, for although we are sure to perish, our hope stays strong. The Light will prevail!$B$BAnd, my dearest, I take comfort knowing that, as those dark terrors storm our walls and crash over us, my last thoughts will not be of death.  I will think of you in my arms, and I will know peace at last.$B$BChristoph',0,1),
(2885,'Hello, $N. As it turns out, I\'ve unearthed a bit of information from that note.$B$BOn James, I could find little, I fear. However, I did uncover a bit of family information on Amelia.$B$BWhile neither she nor her children survived the war, her brother did, a man named Alexander Calder; you can find him in the Forlorn Cavern within Ironforge, studying the dangerous magic of the Burning Legion.$B$BShe also had a cousin to which she was close, a woman now known as Deze Snowbane, who promotes the battle for the Arathi Basin within Orgrimmar.$B$BYou should visit one of them when next you\'re in the area. I\'m certain they\'ll be interested to hear of their lost Amelia, if nothing else.',0,1),
(2886,'Greetings, $N. I thought you might be interested in the results of my research.$B$BAs it turns out, both Reuben and Leagrem are survived - so to speak - by family. Even if they\'re already aware of the lost soldier\'s fate, visiting one of them may prove a worthy venture.$B$BYou can find Reuben\'s ex-wife, Joanna Whitehall, in the Undercity\'s War Quarter, where she spends most of her time. I\'m unsure how receptive she\'ll be to the news, mind.$B$BAs for Leagrem, his aunt became the Orphanage Matron in Stormwind, an admirable position to hold.$B$BNo matter your path in life, I wish you the best of luck in your endeavors.',0,1),
(2887,'$N, I hope this letter finds you well. After some digging, I\'ve discovered some information on those who wrote that note you recovered.$B$BSamla\'s father leads the Forsaken and Trolls who make the pilgrimage to Thunder Bluff in the ways of his faith. His name is Miles Welsh, and you can find him with his fellow undead in the Pools of Vision.$B$BTorgal, meanwhile, is survived by his cousin, Elissa Dumas. She is a reclusive sort from what I\'ve come to understand; she spends her days in the Temple of the Moon in Darnassus.$B$BI urge you to visit whomever you can, $N. They may never have learned of Torgal or Samla\'s fate.',0,1),
(2888,'The Keeper passed on the letter you discovered, $N, and I thought you might appreciate an update.$B$BThe last surviving family member of the \"Vargus\" mentioned has been tracked to the desert of Silithus, dwelling in Cenarion Hold. He goes by the name of Garon Hutchins.$B$BYou should speak with him during your next excursion to the wastes. He may be interested to hear what we\'ve learned.',0,1),
(2889,'Salutations. I\'ve at last found the time to look into that missive you found on the Scourge. Though it took some doing, I believe I have discovered a living relative of the deceased.$B$BMaxwell\'s sister, one Zarena Cromwind by name, runs a small weaponsmith shop out of Booty Bay. I\'m unsure how close she was to her brother, but if you find yourself passing through, you should arrange a meeting. Closure on these matters is precious and rare in this day and age.',0,1),
(2890,'I\'ve finally unearthed some information on the former soldier you fought. The trail was difficult to follow, as this particular family tree was not properly documented, but I\'ve found a blood relative at last.$B$BWould you believe Caretaker Alen at Light\'s Hope Chapel is, in fact, Christoph\'s son? It might ease his mind to hear of his father. If ever you find yourself in service to the Argent Dawn within the Plaguelands once more, please, speak with him. It would be a kindness.',0,1),
(2891,'In remembrance of the Supreme Allied Commander, Anduin Lothar: A man who would sacrifice everything in defense of his king, his people, his home...\n\nLet our enemies know our names. Let our allies honor our passing. We are the Sons of Lothar. \n\n- General Turalyon\n',0,1),
(2892,'Here lies the remains of a Peon stout hearted. He tried to fight, but only farted.',0,1),
(2898,'Missing WDB data.',0,1),
(2905,'Here is a jar of ashes. These are the ashes of my sanity, my passion, and my drive. All, utterly destroyed by themselves. May all those who look upon these desolated lands of Hellfire remember this fallen peon. He shed blood for the Alliance, and sacrificed for the Horde only to be driven utterly mad by the wicked and soulless ones who devoured what he held most dear. As they feast from his toils, may they suffer his wrath. Maybe not in this world, but in every world hereafter. It is my declaration, my solem oath, and my everlasting promise. I will avenge my suffering.',0,1),
(2906,'Survey the extent of the islands and report back.$B$BRemember, do not get caught!$B$BDo not fail me, Candress!$B$BS.',0,1),
(2907,'The sketch shows Shadra\'Alor and its three temples, with a number of \'x\' marks, corresponding to the locations of the stolen eggs. The marks appear at the southern end of the eastern temple, close to a hut to the northeast of the eastern temple, near an altar to the east of the central lake, and on the slope of the southern temple near the word \'exile.\'$B$BFeatherbeard\'s notes indicate that he was planning on delivering this information to Falstad Wildhammer, whom he hoped would dispatch a band of warriors to rescue the eggs.',0,11723),
(2909,'Diathorus,\n\nI trust that this letter will eventually make its way to you.  These demons are mindless.  All they think about is their nails, their whips or goring something with their head spikes.  And I dare not use one of the infernals lest it be burned to ashes!\n\nSadly, I long for the days when we could use the orcs.  At least they had half a brain and could follow orders.  Perhaps there is an opportunity to take some new thralls from nearby?',2910,1),
(2910,'The reports of the night elves assisting the draenei are true.  They\'re attempting to setup a new base of operations at Forest Song to the north near Satyrnaar.  We should confer on combining our forces for an attack before the next full moon of this pathetic world.  If we crush them now they will never gain a toehold on our doorstep!\n\nRegards,\n\nGorgannon\n\np.s. - Stop using up all of the blood ink on love letters to my lashers!  Night elf virgins are in short supply these days.',0,1),
(2911,'\nDiathorus,\n\nI trust that this letter will eventually make its way to you.  These demons are mindless.  All they think about is their nails, their whips or goring something with their head spikes.  And I dare not use one of the infernals lest it be burned to ashes!\n\nSadly, I long for the days when we could use the orcs.  At least they had half a brain and could follow orders.  Perhaps there is a chance to take some new thralls from nearby?',2912,1),
(2912,'\nThe time has come to retake a few of the lesser races, I think.  Splintertree Post to the northwest makes a tempting target.  We should confer on combining our forces for an attack before the next full moon of this pathetic world.  If we subjugate them now they will come to remember what the word \'Horde\' truly used to mean!\n\nRegards,\n\nGorgannon\n\np.s. - Stop using up all of the blood ink on love letters to my lashers!  Night elf virgins are in short supply these days.',0,1),
(2913,'Though nearly defeated$BHis courage stayed strong$BTook sword and unsheathed it$BAnd charged the fel throng$B$BSince that violent day$BNe\'r would arrow, nor sword$BFind, in battle nor fray,$BIts way to the dwarven lord',0,1),
(2914,'...but she knew that, already.  She had resigned herself to living as a pariah after bartering her soul away in bits and pieces.  Vengeance had been worth it, or so she thought.$B$BYet here was a chance to regain her humanity and all the stranger asked for in exchange was her trust.$B$B\"I\'ll do it,\" said Katreyn.  \"I have nothing to lose.\"',0,1),
(2916,'Vazruden,\n\nSince the Dark Portal has reopened, Honor Hold and Thrallmar have been receiving significant reinforcements from Azeroth.  I have seen reports suggesting that they are planning an attack upon the citadel, and while we must contend as well with the Burning Legion.  This is unacceptable!\n\nDo not jeopardize the operation in the Blood Furnace!  The fel orcs being produced there are the key to our success.  Strengthen the defenses on the ramparts and post more perimeter guards immediately!\n\nTrust me, you do not want for me to pay you a visit.\n\n-- Illidan',0,1),
(2917,'Vazruden,$B$BSince the Dark Portal has reopened, Honor Hold and Thrallmar have been receiving significant reinforcements from Azeroth.  I have seen reports suggesting that they are planning an attack upon the citadel, and while we must contend as well with the Burning Legion.  This is unacceptable!$B$BDo not jeopardize the operation in the Blood Furnace!  The fel orcs being produced there are the key to our success.  Strengthen the defenses on the ramparts and post more perimeter guards immediately!$B$BTrust me, you do not want for me to pay you a visit.$B$B-- Illidan',0,12340),
(2918,'I did this.  I don\'t remember doing it, but it cannot be otherwise.$B$BI have committed sins in my life before.  I even killed a man once who didn\'t deserve it.  But this is different.$B$BI am changed. $B$BThese murders were not my choice.  A beast lives inside of me.$B$BI will be hunted and shunned.  I need to hide.  Run.  Bury the bodies.$B$BI start to walk outside when I realize what truly bothers me.$B$BI feel no guilt.',0,1),
(2919,'Servant,$B $BSeveral years worth of planning has been lost. The draenei and their pitiful leader have escaped the Master\'s grasp once again! What\'s more, they have stolen MY vessel and crashed it upon Azeroth! $B$BWhile it is true that the Master\'s eredar agent has failed, she was able to transmit the Exodar\'s location to us. Fortuitously, her identity is still a mystery to the draenei. We may still be able to use her for our purposes.$B',2920,11723),
(2920,'Contact our spy and prepare for a full scale assault upon the draenei. Kill them all and recover my vessel. You are the only link I have on Azeroth that is able to repair the damage the brutes inflicted upon the Exodar.$B$BDo not fail me, gnome. Should your lust for riches interfere with my orders, you will spend eternity in prayer. You\'ll pray for death to come and release you from the tortures I\'ll unleash should you falter.$B$B-King Sunstrider$B',0,11723),
(2923,'Esteemed leaders of the Horde,$B$BIt is with great pleasure that I - Lor\'themar Theron, Regent Lord of Quel\'Thalas - announce the fall of the Scourge commander known to us as Dar\'Khan Drathir.$B$BDar\'Khan\'s foothold in our lands was brought up by critics of the sin\'dorei race at numerous previous negotiations.  We hope this event addresses any and all previous objections your graces might have harbored.$B$B<Signed>Lor\'themar Theron',2927,11723),
(2924,'Esteemed leaders of the Horde,$B$BIt is with great pleasure that I - Lor\'themar Theron, Regent Lord of Quel\'Thalas - announce the fall of the Scourge commander known to us as Dar\'Khan Drathir.$B$BDar\'Khan\'s foothold in our lands was brought up by critics of the sin\'dorei race at numerous previous negotiations.  We hope this event addresses any and all previous objections your graces might have harbored.$B$B<Signed>Lor\'themar Theron',2926,11723),
(2925,'Trans-dimensional Ship Repair for Simpletons, by Jamus Kaesi$B$B<The thin pages of this book are made from a shimmering material and are filled with highly technical diagrams of how to maintain and repair a trans-dimensional ship. This particular copy is open to a chapter entitled \'Vector Coil Breaches and How to Avoid Them.\'>',0,11723),
(2926,'$B$BPS - Our grand magister has received word back from Outland regarding Thrall\'s question.  The answer is, with great certainty, yes.',0,11723),
(2927,'PS - Our grand magister has received word back from Outland regarding Thrall\'s question.  The answer is, with great certainty, yes.$B$B<This letter bears the additional seal of Lady Sylvanas Windrunner>',0,11723),
(2930,'$N,\n\nThe creation of the blood-tempered ranseur requires a variety of rare and volatile materials, resulting in a fearsome weapon of superior craftsmanship. I will list the materials in order from easiest to most difficult to obtain.\n\nDo not forget that you must also secure your Blood Knight insignia before the materials will be accepted and the forging process can begin.',2931,1),
(2931,'Blood of the wrathful - In order to properly temper the metal of your weapon, it must be quenched in the blood of the wrathful. Though the blood of most demons holds a substantial amount of power, common blood is not sufficient for the forging of your ranseur.\n\nDiscreet inquiries with the warlocks of Orgrimmar have proven helpful in locating a supply of the blood. The Searing Blade cultists within Ragefire Chasm possess an orb filled with the kind of blood we\'ll need for your weapon. I am told the orb is guarded by an orc calling himself Jergosh the Invoker.\n\nExercise caution, as in all your dealings with demonic powers. You can never tell what might happen when handling such a powerful substance.',2932,1),
(2932,'Crate of bloodforged ingots - On its own, steel is a fine metal, but a weapon forged from it is unremarkable. Bloodforged ingots represent a superior material created in a process that is a well-kept secret. Rumor has it that any smith bold enough to handle and work the metal becomes cursed, but our craftsmen have proven this false.\n\nThe metal\'s reputation increases its scarcity, but the Forsaken have sent word that a supply may exist within Shadowfang Keep. A skilled smith by the name of Landen Stilwell grew curious enough to smuggle a crate of ingots into the keep. It is not known where Stilwell keeps his stash, but our informant tells us the smith is being held prisoner in the keep\'s dungeon. Use any means at your disposal to obtain the ingots.',2933,1),
(2933,'A corrupted kor gem - The magisters\' tomes record that these gems are used by some spell casters to hold energy for their magics, making them even deadlier. Although purified versions of the gem can be safely used by journeyman spellcasters, they are too weak for our purposes.\n\nIn the caves of Blackfathom Deeps, naga spellcasters have imbued kor gems with their own dark powers, augmenting them in a way that makes them perfect for use in your ranseur. Slay them mercilessly until you have secured the gem you will need.',2934,1),
(2934,'The insignia that you will wear as an adept was last carried by a brave and fearless Blood Knight from the Dawnstar family. His exemplary service is a good omen for your own life in the order.\n\nBlood Knight Dawnstar led a daring, but unsuccessful attack on the Scourge stronghold of Deatholme. His body rests where he died, locked in combat with our greatest foes. Find him, $N, and return his insignia to me. Your success will bring honor to him, to you, and to all true Blood Knights.',0,1),
(2936,'You have discovered the location of the shrine!  Upon further examination, you sense a stronger pulse of the strange power that has gripped the Isle.  You feel a bit uncomfortable standing by the shrine... and perhaps a little disturbed.$B$BThe bronze placard along the side of the shrine reads:$B$B\"Here stands the Shrine of Dath\'Remar, a fitting tribute to a noble elf.  Let all who gaze on this monument remember his sacrifice against the Scourge and his dedication to the cause of our continued survival.  All who prosper in Quel\'Thalas do so thanks to him.\"',0,11723),
(2937,'I watched as they beat him without mercy. Their ruthless lieutenant acted as if such cruelty was an act of normalcy. Through the savage beatings, I could feel myself breaking.$B$BAs I watched Vindicator Saruan take their blows, I began to weep. Not out of fear... I wept out of sadness. To see a draenei of the Triumvirate treated in such a manner. If only I could have broken free of my bonds. If only...$B',2938,11723),
(2938,'After what seemed an eternity, the Vindicator lost consciousness. The torture was too much, even for him. The cruel one - Matis as I found out he was called - attempted to wake Saruan by splashing contagion laced water across his ravaged body. But Saruan did not wake.$B',2939,11723),
(2939,'I wanted to scream but only a low gasp escaped my lips. I was promptly beaten for this act of rebellion. As I lay on the ground, I could see Matis pacing in front of Saruan\'s body. He seemed visibly concerned. He stated that Sironas or Sirona or some such entity would have his flesh flayed from his bones if Saruan had perished in the beatings.',2940,11723),
(2940,'That the Sironas entity had plans for Saruan...$B$B<The writing stops abruptly and a long line scrolls off the page. This draenei died while making the entry.>$B',0,11723),
(2941,'Lady Liadrin,$B$BThe recent trouble with the captive creature has damaged some of our most vital equipment. Reestablishing control over it has stretched both my magisters and resources entirely too thin. I have submitted reports of the incident to Grand Magister Rommath, but he has been slow to respond. I am afraid that without the following materials, we may be forced to scale back our operations and you know what that would mean for your knights.$B$BIf there is anything you can do to help, I have included a list of materials on the following page. Any assistance your order can provice would be greatly appreciated.$B$BMagister Astalor Bloodsworn',2942,1),
(2942,'* 40 Runecloth$B$B* 6 Arcanite Bars$B$B* 10 Sungrass$B$B* 5 Dark Runes$B$B* 150 Gold',0,1),
(2943,'Declaration from the Sun King$B$BSunhawks - my precious, loyal children - your king commends you. Your presence on Azeroth is of the utmost importance to both myself and the Master.$B$BSoon, the sun portal will be ready to transport reinforcements from Tempest Keep directly to Bloodmyst Isle. $B$BWe will reclaim the Exodar. We will slay the blue skinned mongrels where they stand. Velen will pay for his crimes.$B$B-King Kael\'thas Sunstrider',0,11723),
(2944,'<HTML>\n<BODY>\n<IMG src=\"Interface\\Pictures\\24475_gordawg_256\"/>\n</BODY>\n</HTML>',0,12340),
(2945,'<HTML>\n<BODY>\n<BR/>\n<BR/>\n<H1 align=\"center\">\nTHE GREEN HILLS OF STRANGLETHORN\n</H1>\n<BR/>\n<H3 align=\"center\">\nby Hemet Nesingwary\n</H3>\n</BODY>\n</HTML>',2946,11723),
(2946,'Our first day went as well as one can expect first days to go.  Most of our time was preoccupied with making the necessary arrangements to establish a base camp.  I located an ideal setting by a freshwater river inlet.  Judging by the old, abandoned docks nearby, this site was inhabited sometime ago.  As for the original inhabitants, only time can tell that tale.',2947,11723),
(2947,'For this expedition I have assembled Ajeck Rouack and Sir S. J Erlgadin, along with my trusted servant, Barnil Stonepot.  I fought alongside Ajeck\'s father\'s side in many battles in defense of the Alliance.  Seeing her grown is quite special.  Her father schooled her well in the ways of weaponry.  Her skills with a bow make me wonder if there is elven blood running through those veins.',2948,11723),
(2948,'Sir S. J. Erlgadin comes from human aristocracy.  His father, Count Erlgadin, was renowned for his generosity.  It was the Count who lobbied for improved working conditions for the Stonemasons\' Guild during the restoration of Stormwind after the Second Great War.',2949,11723),
(2949,'In the years that followed, after Stormwind betrayed the Stonemasons\' Guild, Sir Erlgadin grew bitter about the role of the nobles within the Kingdom.  He no longer wished to uphold the position that his father\'s bloodline had earned for him in the House of Nobles.$B$BBut I digress.  The purpose of this story is not to act as a political treatise or a biography.  This is the account of my experiences hunting big game in the green hills of Stranglethorn....',2950,11723),
(2950,'We rose with the sun.  Barnil began to prepare the morning meal. I noticed Ajeck\'s attention was somewhat distracted.  The day\'s trek would be long and our hunt would bring us close to danger.  A lack of focus could easily lead to an errant mishap.  Yet Ajeck seemed unable to divert her gaze from Barnil who stood by the edge of the river rinsing out his mess kit.',2951,11723),
(2951,'Just as I was about to question Ajeck\'s lack of interest in the day\'s hunting strategy, she reached for her quiver, drew an arrow and unleashed a shot right towards poor Barnil.  But it was not Barnil that Ajeck was shooting at.  For when Barnil stepped aside, mouth agape, a large river crocilisk floated to the surface with Ajeck\'s arrow perfectly placed between his two large eyes.',2952,11723),
(2952,'We set out toward the west, through the thick overgrowth of the tangled jungle.  Moving with slow, deliberate steps we paced through thick foliage in search of prey.  The morning passed in frustrated silence.  Nothing was stirring in the Vale, not even a breeze.  By the afternoon, the expedition had grown restless.  Barnil no longer strode with the cautious steps of a predator tracking prey.  Rather he clumsily clomped along the path often stepping noisily on dried leaves or fallen branches.',2953,11723),
(2953,'During one such misstep, Erlgadin laid a heavy hand on Barnil\'s shoulder.  Ajeck and I gave a casual glance, assuming the man was simply giving Barnil a much-needed scolding for his carelessness.  Erlgadin, however, gestured slowly with his head toward a nearby fallen tree.  Gazing back at us were two piercing black eyes just above a mouthful of razor sharp fangs.',2954,11723),
(2954,'The beast was a male Stranglethorn Tiger.  Before I could cock my rifle, Erlgadin raised his crossbow and fired upon the beast.  The bolt missed its mark and caught the beast heavily in the left flank.  The tiger made a futile attempt to flee but its wound was too grave.  The beast stumbled for a few tragic seconds until Barnil finished the kill with a thrown axe.',2955,11723),
(2955,'The kill brought about a festive mood amongst the expedition.  Barnil poured mead for all to enjoy.  But our festivities were short-lived.  As we were preparing the corpse for transport back to base camp we were all caught off guard by a horrendous growl.  In all my years I have never heard anything so blood curdling.',2956,11723),
(2956,'On a rocky precipice above, silhouetted by the setting sun, I could make out the largest cat of prey I have ever laid eyes upon.  I was able to loose one clumsy volley with my rifle, but the cat held his ground.  He growled once again, this time louder than the first, and vanished.$B$BWe gathered our belongings and headed solemnly back to camp.',2957,11723),
(2957,'I had promised the expedition that we would spend the next day hunting panthers, as their furs are in high demand throughout Azeroth.  It only makes sense that such demand should exist with all of the able-bodied hunters, trappers and fur-traders off giving their lives so valiantly in the name of the Alliance.',2958,11723),
(2958,'Ajeck and Sir Erlgadin were anxious to learn how to hunt effectively with a Dwarven Rifle.  I had the two humans leave their primitive range weapons at base camp.  Barnil and I outfitted them with some of Ironforge\'s finest firearms.',2959,11723),
(2959,'On this day we ventured to the south, following some fresh panther tracks.  Soon we reached a ravine spanned by a tremendous rope bridge.  I could not help but to think of Brann\'s descriptive writings of this region when I saw the engineering marvel.  So often it was assumed that the native Trolls were a primitive and uneducated race yet as I gazed upon the master craftsmanship of the bridge I was able to recognize the skill with which the Troll builders overcame the seemingly impossible feat.',2960,11723),
(2960,'Before long, Ajeck tracked the panther to the southwest.  We walked quietly, guns at the ready, in anticipation of our prey.  A snapping of twigs from a nearby copse of trees drew our attention immediately.  Something was in there.  One stern glance at Barnil was enough to convey my thoughts.  Barnil slowly lowered his rifle.  This kill was not for us; it was for our Human companions.  Countless panthers had lost their lives in front of our smoking barrels.  This kill would be for the Humans.',2961,11723),
(2961,'Both Ajeck and Sir Erlgadin stood poised, guns leveled at the bristling overgrowth at the base of the swaying trees.  The midday sun beat heavily upon us.  A slow trickle of perspiration trailed down from Elrgadin\'s temple as he pulled the pin back.  Upon the sound of the click, the thick flora parted and a large black panther -- a beautiful specimen -- darted out onto the plain.',2962,11723),
(2962,'The Humans trained their sights on the panther as it ran along the edge of the tree line.  The barrels of their guns moved in perfect parallel tandem.  Barnil gave me an urging glance but I shook my head no.  This hunt was for the Humans, not Barnil or me.  Erlgadin fired a booming shot, missing the panther altogether.  Apparently he was unprepared for the violent kickback of the rifle blast.',2963,11723),
(2963,'His gun tossed back violently in his arms.  The barrel swooped sideways and came up beneath Ajeck\'s rifle.  Ajeck had chosen that exact moment to pull her trigger.  The rifle, the aim now knocked clumsily toward the tree line, went off with a distinct boom.  A flock of birds screamed out of the canopy, scattering in every direction.  A plume of smoke rose from the tree.  We watched in awe as a tremendous branch fell squarely on the fleeing panther, breaking its back',2964,11723),
(2964,'As the weeks passed our stockpile of panther and tiger skins grew immense.  I decided it was time for the expedition to shift our focus to a new challenge: Raptors.$B$BThe Humans, while appreciative of the training Barnil and I offered, decided to refrain from hunting with firearms.  Ajeck was much more comfortable with a finely strung bow and Sir Erlgadin never left camp without his sturdy crossbow.',2965,11723),
(2965,'We set out at first light, heading south past the Tkashi Ruins.  Barnil voiced concern that we might encounter members of the Bloodscalp Tribe.  I reminded Barnil that the Bloodscalps were more concerned with destroying their tribal enemy, the Skullsplitters.  Needless to say, Barnil was not comforted in the least.  I, however, had a loaded rifle, a satchel full of gunpowder and three deadly hunters with me to ease any concerns of an unfriendly ambush.',2966,11723),
(2966,'I\'ve stood before a towering Infernal on the battlefield, the army of the Burning Legion advancing from all directions.  An unruly band of Trolls seems as harmless as a jackrabbit in the hills of Dun Morogh.$B$BWe passed the Tkashi Ruins without event, much to Barnil\'s relief.  The party proceeded to head westward, toward the Great Sea, skirting the Ruins of Zul\'Kunda just to the south.  As we ascended the high sea bluffs we spotted our first Raptor.',2967,11723),
(2967,'The beast never so much as detected our presence.  In fact, the only greeting he received from the expedition was a bullet between the eyes.$B$BSir Erlgadin let out a hearty *hurrah* as Ajeck nodded toward me with keen approval.  I sifted through my pack in search of my pipe, hoping to enjoy a celebratory smoke.  Barnil began to scurry up the hillside to retrieve the Raptor\'s corpse.  I stared at the fallen beast with the satisfaction that accompanies every big kill.',2968,11723),
(2968,'But I could not bask in the glory of the kill for long.  For when I turned my eyes toward the horizon, several silhouettes appeared cresting the hill, just above poor Barnil.$B$B*Flee, Barnil!* I shouted.  Ajeck, Sir Erlgadin and myself loosed a volley of bullets, arrows and bolts over Barnil and toward the pursuing raptors.  One of us landed a kill amidst the confusion.',2969,11723),
(2969,'Our hastily aimed shots were enough to buy Barnil\'s escape.  Barnil clamored back down the hill and rejoined the party. We scurried off into the jungle; a pack of ferocious Lashtail Raptors stalking our every move.  $B$BThe hunters were now the hunted.',2970,11723),
(2970,'I led the party toward the sea, hoping the shoreline would provide refuge from the Raptors.  In our haste we had drifted too far north, to a precariously high elevation.  The mistake was made.  The fault was mine.  We stopped just short of a sheer cliff, the Raptors just a few paces behind.',2971,11723),
(2971,'I stepped slowly forward, gun raised.  I had led these brave hunters to their death.  I would die defending them.  Lashtail Raptors are particularly fierce, known for their unrelenting blood-thirst.  They far outnumbered us.  But I would be damned if I let them kill me and my comrades without shedding some of their own blood first.',2972,11723),
(2972,'Ajeck and Sir Erlgadin readied their weapons, flanking me on either side, our backs to the sea.  Barnil let out a defeated sigh and drew his axe.  The Lashtails were almost upon us.  Their steady stride had slowed.  They were stalking their prey now for they knew they had us trapped.',2973,11723),
(2973,'And then something miraculous happened.  From off to our side we heard the distinct and terrifying roar of the great white tiger.  Despite their numbers, the Raptors turned and scattered in all directions.  We saw but a brief white flash as the tiger darted past us and pounced on one of the Raptors.  No command needed to be given.  All four members of our party knew it was time to run.',2974,11723),
(2974,'We sprinted all the way back to base camp, never slowing.  Later that night we sat quietly around the campfire, knowing our lives had been saved by a bizarre twist of fate.  Such are the risks of the big game hunter.  We toy with fate by delivering it.  Yet each of us, at some point, will face fate\'s razor sharp teeth.  This Dwarf is just glad that moment did not come upon the green hills of Stranglethorn.$B$B--The End--',0,11723),
(2975,'Stupid,\n\nFind food. Blue taste good. Lantresor say it ok. Bring food back to Lump. Lump eat first then stupid eat. Ok? Go fast or Lump eat you.\n\n-Lump',0,1),
(2976,'(1) Raliq the Drunk: Ogre. He never leaves cantina. Mean. Ugly. Fat. Mean. Also very fat.$B$B[Next Page]',2977,12340),
(2977,'(2) Coosh\'coosh: This little annoying spore-man from Zangarmarsh has mushroom garden on border of Zangarmarsh and Terokkar. Lost many golds to Sal\'salabim in game of \"What\'s That Smell.\" Tried to pay Sal\'salabim with stupid mushroom called glowcap. Say it as good as golds! Hah!$B$B[Next Page]',2978,12340),
(2978,'(3) Floon: Arakkoa. Lost many golds to Sal\'salabim. Sal\'salabim killed bird-man for not paying. Now ghost bird-man walks in northwest part of Bone Wastes.$B',0,12340),
(2979,'The Olemba root is a fairly common root found in the Terokkar Forest. Search near the Olemba trees that comprise the bulk of Terokkar\'s forests for upturned roots.\n\nThe marshberry only grows in Zangarmarsh. It can only be found at the Ango\'rosh Stronghold, located in the northwestern region of the marsh. Beware the ogres that fervently guard the precious berries.\n\nThe Telaari frond is perhaps the most easily attainable of the herbs on this list. South of Garadar in the Talaari basin, you will find the fronds. They grow near the water.\n\nThe last herb on the list is unique to the Blade\'s Edge mountains. You will find Blade\'s Edge north of Zangarmarsh. Dragonspine grows upon the ends of the jagged rock formations that guard the canyons of Blade\'s Edge. You will know what I speak of when you first see Blade\'s Edge. The rock formations look like row upon row of sharp and pointed teeth.',0,1),
(2981,'Servant.\n\nThese orcs are becoming more than a minor annoyance. I want you to personally see to it that our forces attacking the defenders at the Dark Portal direct all of their energy into laying waste to Thrallmar.\n\nConsider this an order,\n\nArazzius',0,1),
(2982,'Servant.\n\nThese orcs are becoming more than a minor annoyance. I want you to personally see to it that our forces attacking the defenders at the Dark Portal direct all of their energy into laying waste to Thrallmar.\n\nConsider this an order,\n\nArazzius',0,1),
(2983,'To grant the imbiber of the tincture vision to see the dead, certain material components must be gathered.$B$BFirst, an eyeball from the mountain gronn of western Nagrand, near the cursed forge camps of the Burning Legion, south of Warmaul Hill.$B$BAlso found in western Nagrand are the greater windrocs. Only a flawless specimen will do!$B$BLastly, from both western and southwestern Nagrand is the blubber from the aged clefthoof.$B$BGather these items and return them to me! Make haste!$B$B-Nitrin',0,11403),
(2984,'<After a number of pages of mind-numbing \'science\' that seem to make absolutely no sense, there is a note scribbled at the bottom of the last page....>\n\nSorry, boss.  It looks like the Netherstorm\'s gonna blow pretty soon.  It\'ll probably take most of the rest of Outland with it.\n\nI\'m not 100% certain, but I think the problem is related to whatever those blood elves are doing at the mana forges.\n\nGood thing you\'re building that rocket!\n\n-- Coppernickels\n\np.s. - do you think I could get a seat on the rocket?  You\'re certain to need a netherologist while you\'re crusing through the Twisting Nether!',0,1),
(2985,'General,$B$BWe\'re holding the line at the Stair of Destiny, but the Legion sends wave after wave to assault our ranks. They must have a staging area nearby that our scouts have yet to locate. Though the Alliance forces here stand by our side, I fear the Legion\'s superior numbers will overrun our defenses. Send what help you can, lest the Portal fall - and we become trapped in this nightmare world forever.$B$BLieutenant General Orion',0,1),
(2986,'As Nahni glided up, the grizzled warrior gave her a hard stare.  \"I suppose you\'re here to collect the reward for killing those murlocs?\"$B$BHer eyes wandered down to the glowing broadsword at his side.  \"That depends on what the reward is, Marcus.\"  She twirled her hair playfully, pretending not to notice how he shifted uncomfortably in her presence.  \"I may not want it.\"',2987,11159),
(2987,'Marcus stepped toward her, bristling with a mixture of fear and anger. \"The reward is not negotiable!\"  He paused for a moment while gathering his nerve, and pressed himself against her diminutive form.  Their lips met hotly, melting her frost armor spell in a torrent of sweltering vapor.$B$B\"So, is there another step to this quest?\" she teased, her eyes glittering with excitement.$B$B<This goes on for several hundred more pages, without advancing the plot.>',0,11159),
(2988,'This strange object appears to be some sort of engineered device, though nothing like anything you\'ve ever seen before.$B$BJudging by its appearance, you\'d say that whatever it is, it\'s already been used.$B$BAnd judging by the layout of the corpses hereabouts, you\'d have to guess that it was used to deadly effect, whatever it is.',0,12340),
(2989,'Commander,\n\nThe Cipher is to be delivered to Zuluhed. It will remain in his custody until further notice.\n\n-Lord Illidan Stormrage',0,1),
(2990,'<HTML>\n<BODY>\n<BR/>\n<H1 align=\"center\">\nLAMENT OF THE HIGHBORNE\n</H1>\n<BR/>\n<IMG src=\"Interface\\FlavorImages\\BloodElfLogo-small\"/>\n</BODY>\n</HTML>',2991,11723),
(2991,'<HTML>\n<BODY>\n<BR/>\n<P>Loosely translated version...</P>\n<BR/>\n<P>By the light, by the light of the sun,</P>\n<P>Children of the blood,</P>\n<P>Our enemies are breaking through.</P>\n<P>Children of the blood,</P>\n<P>By the light,</P>\n<P>Failing children of the blood,</P>\n<P>They are breaking through.</P>\n<P>O children of the blood,</P>\n<P>By the light of the sun.</P>\n<P>Failing children of the blood,</P>\n<P>They are breaking through.</P>\n<P>O children of the blood,</P>\n<P>By the light of the sun,</P>\n<P>The sun.</P>\n</BODY>\n</HTML>\n',2992,11723),
(2992,'<HTML>\n<BODY>\n<BR/>\n<P>Thalassian version...</P>\n<BR/>\n<P>Anar\'alah, anar\'alah belore,</P>\n<P>Sin\'dorei,</P>\n<P>Shindu fallah na.</P>\n<P>Sin\'dorei,</P>\n<P>Anar\'alah,</P>\n<P>Shindu sin\'dorei,</P>\n<P>Shindu fallah na.</P>\n<P>Sin\'dorei,</P>\n<P>Anar\'alah belore.</P>\n<P>Shindu sin\'dorei,</P>\n<P>Shindu fallah na.</P>\n<P>Sin\'dorei,</P>\n<P>Anar\'alah belore,</P>\n<P>Belore.</P>\n</BODY>\n</HTML>',0,11723),
(2993,'My Dear Chancellor,\n\nThe task of bringing the giants of Shadowmoon into the fold is now in your capable hands. Use your blood elf charm to make them see things my way. If that does not work, exterminate each and every last one of them...\n\n-Lord Illidan Stormrage',0,1),
(2994,'In all things, paladins must reflect the Light, which supplements our strength. To strive to be divine for one of our kind does not mean we strive for godhood--we strive to be good in all actions.',2995,1),
(2995,'Although called upon to smite evil in these harsh times, you must always remember that it\'s aiding others that will truly set you apart from the other citizens. Compassion, patience, bravery--these things mean as much to a paladin as strength in battle.$B$BKnow this well, and never forget it.',0,1),
(2996,'RELEASE DISCHARGE OF LIABILITY.$B$BTHE TEST PILOT IS FULLY AWARE AND ACKNOWLEDGES THERE IS A RISK OF INJURY, DISMEMBERMENT, OR DEATH IN THE FORM OF: PULVERIZATION, ELECTROCUTION, BLUNT FORCE TRAUMA TO VITAL ORGANS, CONSUMPTION BY INDIGENOUS FAUNA, OR TIME/SPACE PARADOXYSM DURING USE OF THE ZEPHYRIUM CAPACITORIUM (THE \"DEVICE\").  TEST PILOT HEREBY ELECTS TO VOLUNTARILY ENTER INTO THE DEVICE AND ASSUME ALL THE ABOVE RISKS.$B$BTEST PILOT AGREES TO WAIVE, RELEASE AND DISCHARGE ANY AND ALL CLAIMS FOR INJURY OR DAMAGE AGAINST TALLY ZAPNABBER AND HIS FAMILY, AND IN THE EVENT OF $GHIS:HER; DEATH, AGREES TO DONATE $GHIS:HER; REMAINS TO THE ZAPNABBER ESTATE FOR STUDY.$B$Bsigned,$BX:___$n',0,11159),
(2997,'Greetings, learned Antonivich:\n\nI hope this letter finds you in Thrallmar, productive in your studies.  My trappings here in Spinebreaker are adequate for my own experiments, though at times I do wish to be back in the Undercity with a full range of implements and servants to aid me...\n\nAh, the laments of a corpse.\n\nPleasantries aside, I have some interesting news -- the blood that $N gathered from the fel orcs shows a concentration of demonic taints.  It is almost identical to the taint of the original fel orcs of Azeroth... the taint of Mannoroth.',3030,1),
(2998,'$N,\n\nThe Cipher of Damnation is indeed a powerful incantation. Ancient and chaotic, the cipher itself has been responsible for many tragedies in the history of our worlds. That is to say, it is not unique to Draenor.$B$BThe burning symbol you saw was the mark of Kael\'Thas. His knowledge of the ancient words explains much.$B$BYour discovery has roused the naaru. A\'dal has requested your presence in Shattrath City. Should you choose to come, seek me out at the Terrace of Light.\n\nHumbly Yours,\n\nKhadgar\n',0,1),
(2999,'Antonivich,\n\nFirst, let me say that your latest agent, $n, has perfromed $ghis:her; duties much to my satisfaction.  I have taken possession of $ghis:her; body and now write this with $ghis:her; own hand.  Such amusement is gives me -- I hope that one day I will have the fortune to posses you, oh might apothecary!\n\nSo, the report as you have commanded of me: Hellfire Citadel is haunted by a demon stronger than any I have encountered.  I imagine that Mannoroth -- the pit lord of the Third Great War\'s fame -- possessed the same strength, but very few do.  I sense, however, that there is an air of confinement around this demon.  It would not surprise me if it was acting against its will, or is perhaps imprisoned, or is under the sway of an even greater power.\n\nTime will tell...',3000,1),
(3000,'Time will tell, as they say, for I have also sensed a shifting of fate within the walls of Hellfire Citadel.\n\nYou, the immigrants from Azeroth -- that green, lush, horrid place where beings such as myself find a hell of Light and life -- will see that demon\'s face.  And you will realize that the evils within Hellfire Citadel are but the tip of -- if you will permit the metaphor -- a vast iceberg.\n\nOh, what glorious battles lay ahead!  If only I could be there to taste the pain and fear that will be wrought!\n\nAh well, I shall end my prosaic waxing and you let you chew on these words, dear Apothecary: your body may be dead, Antonivich, but your soul is still very much intact, and I shall have that soul and feast upon it with sublime relish on the day your defenses slip... and I find my way into you!\n\nI shall wait until the Fourth Day of Judgement if I must, but... you will be mine!\n\nGood evening,\n-D',0,1),
(3001,'<No recognizable words remain on this badly burnt page.>',0,11723),
(3002,'Since your departure from the Evergrove, I\'ve continued my studies of the Book of the Raven and I\'ve discovered some information that will help you defeat the raven god.\n\nFreeing the spirits has bound them to you, so I expect they will freely offer their assistance in the fight against the raven god.\n\nWhen you first unleash the spirits, they will be dormant, as they have been for centuries. Using your heal-over-time spells, you can infuse them with energy, bringing them to life and gaining their aid in combat. When the magic fades, they will return to their slumber.\n\nWhat follows is a collection of my notes on each bird spirit:',3003,1),
(3003,'The Falcon Spirit\n\nThe spirit of the falcon is imbued with incredible speed and agility, highly regarded among the arakkoa for its keen hunting skills. It will lend you a measure of its speed in spellcasting and melee combat if you energize the spirit with a heal-over-time spell.\n',3004,1),
(3004,'The Eagle Spirit\n\nArakkoa tradition holds that the eagle spirit was not as fast as its falcon brother, but possessed the greatest skill in the hunt. The eagle spirit will use its skills against your enemies if you use a heal-over-time spell to awaken it from its slumber.\n\n.',3005,1),
(3005,'The Hawk Spirit\n\nThe tablet speaks highly of the hawk, as though he might have once been in league with the raven. An ancient arakkoa symbol for vengeance, the hawk spirit was often invoked by victims of wrongdoing. Using a heal-over-time spell to awaken the spirit will allow you to share in its power, damaging those who do harm to you.\n',0,1),
(3006,'In the name of our great master... For the glory of Illidan!\n\nMor\'ghor,\n\nI send this wretch to you now as a servant of Illidan. While he has no future as a death knight, you may find that he has skills suitable to your liking. Beat him into submission. Shape him into a warrior of the Illidari.\n\nAnd should he fail... Should he show weakness... Discard him. To the pits!\n\nLord Teron Gorefiend',0,1),
(3007,'Don\'t despair. Your special ogre is out there somewhere.',0,1),
(3008,'Put up your sword, your maul, and your lance. The crystals have told us to give peace a chance.',0,1),
(3009,'You need not fear with a head full of beer!',0,1),
(3010,'Two heads are better than one! Then you\'ll always have a friend.',0,1),
(3011,'Wisdom comes in many shapes, but always flows from the crystals.',0,1),
(3012,'Think positive! A large gut to one is a pair of love handles to another.',0,1),
(3013,'You will meet someone special tomorrow, so remember: you draw more friends with kindness than clubbing them to death.',0,1),
(3014,'Lucky Numbers: 13 9 17 4 n',0,1),
(3015,'Your inclination for dancing brings a smile to everyone\'s face.',0,1),
(3016,'You are special, no matter what your friends, relatives, associates, random strangers, or your conscience may tell you.',0,1),
(3017,'When all else fails, it\'s time to bail.',0,1),
(3018,'Drunkenness is next to godliness.',0,1),
(3019,'Warning: The giblet was not safe for human consumption.',0,1),
(3020,'You have been chosen by the great metal hand in the sky! Now get to work.',0,1),
(3021,'Let sleeping gronn lie.',0,1),
(3022,'This message was brought to you by the Ogri\'la Exploitation Committee. Made in Gadgetzan.',0,1),
(3023,'The meaning of life is... (The rest of this message has been accidentally eaten.)',0,1),
(3024,'Sorry, you weren\'t a winner this time. Please play again.',0,1),
(3025,'You will make an enemy today, and promptly kill it.',0,1),
(3027,'Seek a higher path in life. That way, you can avoid low-lifes.',0,1),
(3028,'In the name of our great master... For the glory of Illidan!\n\nThe common components for the soul cannon are obtained through various trades. Engineers and miners should be able to provide you with the felsteel bars, khorium power core and adamantite frame.\n\nFor the flawless arcane essence you must travel to Terokkar Forest. In the center of the forest, above the Horde outpost of Stonebreaker Hold, you will find the home of Sar\'this, an arakkoa heretic. The area is known as Lake Jorune.\n\nSpeak with Sar\'this and tell him what it is that you seek. Be certain to mention that I sent you as he owes me a favor or two.\n\nDo as Sar\'this asks and you should have the essence.\n\n-Balthas',0,1),
(3029,'When I was last in the halls, Talon King Ikiss carried Terokk\'s Quill with him, as a sign of his authority. He probably still carries it to convince his followers that he is Terokk reborn.$B$BMy brother, Darkweaver Syth, wore Terokk\'s Mask while leading the Sethekk rituals.$B$BAs for the Saga of Terokk, it is kept within a circle of runes in the great vaulted chamber just outside Talon King Ikiss\'s own.',0,12340),
(3030,'It is impossible for Mannoroth\'s influence to reach across to Outland -- the beast has been dead for years -- but I fear another Pit Lord may be at play here.  A Pit Lord of Mannoroth\'s power... one able to corrupt the indigenous orcs.\n\nI will continue my studies of Bleeding Hollow Blood, but I urge you to pursue the trail.  And, I fear, that trail may lead deep into Hellfire Citadel.\n\nScholarly Yours,\nApothecary Albreck',0,1),
(3031,'Listen up, Budd!\n\nThis be the last fool I send \'til ya pay me all ya be owin\'. \n\nNo more stallin\'! \n\nGriftah',0,1),
(3032,'Garn,$B$BI needn\'t remind you of the importance of your mission -- protect your precious cargo at any cost. As I have promised, success and discretion will be richly rewarded.$B$BKeep the tongue-wagging of your \"associates\" to a minimum, heed the crew and all will be well. I shall await word of your success.',0,1),
(3033,'I have sent you a force of considerable size, elder, but you must take care in your activities. Your first priority will be to halt the advance of the Alliance curs into our lands. Some of the more adventurous humans have already started the construction of a large building on the border with the Barrens.\n\nSee to it that they know their kind are not welcome beyond the borders of their wretched Theramore. Lastly, a word of caution to you, elder: do not make your plans known to the ogres of Brackenwall. Those brutes are incapable of even the slightest hint of discretion.\n\n- Agashem',0,1),
(3034,'One of the most frightening creatures I\'ve ever seen with my own eyes is Tethyr. I\'ve only laid eyes on the beast once, and I count myself lucky beyond belief to have survived?$B$BIt was a dark and stormy night. Through the swirling seas and driving rain, the beacon of the Theramore\'s lighthouse was barely visible. We did our best to steer toward it. Suddenly, the beast burst from between the waves in front of our ship!',3035,1),
(3035,'The mighty creature\'s maw opened wide, tossing bolts of icy water toward our vessel. Those terrible jaws clamped down upon the bow of our ship, tearing it from the hull. Sailors and cargo were thrown violently into the sea as the remnants of the ship disappeared beneath the waves.$B$BThat last thing I remember was flying from the broken hull, hitting the inky waters, and plunging beneath the waves. The world went dark and I thought for certain I\'d drawn my last breath. When I awoke in the Theramore\'s infirmary, I knew someone had to tell our story.$B',0,1),
(3036,'The mighty creature\'s maw opened wide, tossing bolts of icy water toward our vessel. Those terrible jaws clamped down upon the bow of our ship, tearing it from the hull. Sailors and cargo were thrown violently into the sea as the remnants of the ship disappeared beneath the waves.$B$BThe last thing I remember was flying from the broken hull, hitting the inky waters, and plunging beneath the waves. The world went dark and I thought for certain I\'d drawn my last breath. When I awoke in Theramore\'s infirmary, I knew someone had to tell our story.',0,1),
(3037,'Kids: Joel and Gina.  Wife: Suzannah',0,11723),
(3038,'Forboding runes are carved on the side of this crate...',0,1),
(3039,'Do not stand at my grave and weep, I am not there, I do not sleep.\nI am in a thousand winds that blow, across Northrend\'s bright and shining snow.\nI am the gentle showers of rain, on Westfall\'s fields of golden grain.\nI am in the morning hush, of Stranglethorn\'s jungle, green and lush.\nI am in the drums loud and grand, the thunderous hooves across Nagrand.\nI am the stars warmly gleaming, over Darnassus softly dreaming.\nI am in the birds that sing, I am in each lovely thing.\nDo not stand at my grave and cry, I am not there. I do not die.',0,1),
(3040,'<HTML>\n<BODY>\n<BR/>\n<P>Okay, $N, this is a list of all the stuff that I\'m going to need for our new super-secret, er..., super weapon. For now, let\'s just call it \"Crafty\'s Ultra-Advanced Proto-Typical Shortening Blaster\".</P>\n<BR/>\n<P>Trust me, it\'s going to be far more revolutionary than that old, hokey world enlarger!</P>\n<BR/>\n<P>Anyway, don\'t think too hard about it right now. Just get me this stuff and we\'ll be golden!</P>\n</BODY>\n</HTML>',3041,11723),
(3041,'<HTML>\n<BODY>\n<BR/>\n<H1 align=\"center\">My Tools</H1>\n<BR/>\n<P>First things first... I need my tools. For a project this intricate no others will do!</P>\n<BR/>\n<P>When we had to run for our lives to escape from the pumping station -- that\'s a whole different story -- I didn\'t have time to pick them up. I mean, come on, I was running for my life! But I do remember that I left them under the pumping station to the east.</P>\n</BODY>\n</HTML>',3042,11723),
(3042,'<HTML>\n<BODY>\n<BR/>\n<H1 align=\"center\">An Overcharged Capacitor</H1>\n<BR/>\n<P>Any engineering hack worth their salt should be able to whip one of these up for you if you can\'t create it yourself. Hell, I\'d make one for you, but I\'m missing my tools at the moment, remember?</P>\n<BR/>\n<P>So, do whatever it takes, but get me one. The project\'s going nowhere without it. If you have to, head back to the southern continents and scour the auction house!</P>\n</BODY>\n</HTML>',3043,11723),
(3043,'<HTML>\n<BODY>\n<BR/>\n<H1 align=\"center\">A Handful of Rocknar\'s Grit</H1>\n<BR/>\n<P>This last bit might be a little tricky to get, but it\'s necessary to fashion the blaster\'s lens from only the finest sand. That means obtaining it from a top-notch elemental.</P>\n<BR/>\n<P>Rocknar will do nicely. He was spotted to the southeast in the Frozen Reach between Unu\'pe and the Wailing Ziggurat. Go break down his icy exterior to get to his rocky core and bring me back a handful.</P>\n</BODY>\n</HTML>',0,11723),
(3044,'First watch. Seven bells\nCedric found in rum closet again.\nDisciplined.\n\nFirst watch. Eight bells\nWatches changed. All is well.\n\nMiddle watch. One bell\nCedric found attempting to to break into\nCaptain\'s wine cabinet. Disciplined.\n\nMiddle watch. Two bells\nCedric climbed rigging. Became tangled\nand fell. Attended by ship\'s surgeon. Sent\nbelow to sober up.\n\nMiddle watch. Four bells\nBottle of rum found in Cedric\'s pants.\nDisciplined.\n\nMiddle watch. Five bells\nCedric\'s clothes found. Cedric found separately.\nCedric disciplined.\n\nMiddle watch. Six bells\nCedric singing loudly. Woke Captain.\nCedric disciplined by Captain.\n\nMiddle watch. Eight bells\nWatches changed. All quiet. Two men\nsent to locate Cedric.\n\nMorning watch. One bell\nFire in Captain\'s quarters. All hands\nroused. Throwing powder overboard.',0,1),
(3045,'First Watch, Eight Bells$BWatches changed.  All is well.',3046,1),
(3046,'Middle Watch, One Bell$BCedric found attempting to break into Captain\'s wine cabinet.  Disciplined.',3047,1),
(3047,'Middle Watch, Two Bells$BCedric climbed rigging, became tangled and fell.  Attended by ship\'s surgeon.  Sent below to sober up.',3049,1),
(3049,'Middle Watch, Four Bells$BBottle of rum found in Cedric\'s pants.  Disciplined.',3050,1),
(3050,'Middle Watch, Five Bells$BCedric\'s clothes found.  Cedric found separately.  Cedric disciplined.',3051,1),
(3051,'Middle Watch, Six Bells$BCedric singing loudly.  Woke Captain.  Cedric disciplined by Captain.',3052,1),
(3052,'Middle Watch, Eight Bells$BWatches changed.  All quiet.  Two men sent to locate Cedric.$B',3053,1),
(3053,'Morning Watch, One Bell$BFire in Captain\'s quarters.  All hands roused.  Throwing powder overboard. ',0,1),
(3054,'Long had the tale of the Horn of Elemental Fury been told at the campfires of the taunka. Generations of warriors grew up hearing the stories and sought the horn\'s hiding place in vain. Like the others, mighty Stormhoof vowed to seek the horn, leaving behind his village and his family.$B$BBraving the biting cold and fierce elementals of Frostblade Peak, Stormhoof climbed the mountain alone. Upon reaching the summit, Stormhoof was greeted by the North Wind itself. Knowing the wind would not give up the horn without a fight, the mighty warrior issued his challenge.',3055,11723),
(3055,'For five days, Stormhoof struggled against the wind. As the sixth day dawned, he banished the wind from Frostblade Peak and took possession of the horn. Battered and injured, Stormhoof departed the mountain for his village.$B$BThe North Wind gathered a host of lesser elementals and attacked Stormhoof as he neared home. The weakened warrior could not defend himself against the onslaught and the North Wind took its revenge. It broke the horn into two pieces, encased them in shiny baubles, and gave them to two powerful gorloc chieftains as tokens of their authority.$B$B<The original text ends abruptly, but someone, perhaps Windtamer Barah, seems to have made an addendum below.>$B$BAs they were instructed by the North Wind, the gorloc chieftains passed down these precious relics to their sons and grandsons. To this day, the horn\'s pieces remain with Chieftain Burblegobble and Chieftain Gurgleboggle.',0,11723),
(3057,'<HTML>\n<BODY>\n<H1 align=\"center\">WANTED: HEMET NESINGWARY</H1>\n<H1 align=\"center\">FOR CRIMES AGAINST NATURE!</H1>\n<BR/>\n<IMG src=\"Interface\\Pictures\\obj_nesingwary_256\" align=\"center\"/>\n<BR/>\n<BR/>\n<BR/>\n<BR/>\n<BR/>\n<BR/>\n<BR/>\n<BR/>\n<BR/>\n<H1 align=\"center\">Artist\'s rendition of \"The Extinctionator\" in his natural habitat: the burning hellfire of the underworld.</H1>\n<BR/>\n<H1 align=\"left\">Last Wildlife Holocaust Location: Nagrand, Outland</H1>\n<BR/>\n<H1 align=\"left\">Also Known As: The Great Game Hunter, The Butcher of Badlands, The Stranglethorn Ripper, Old Man Death, Hemet, Nessie, Ol\' Dirty, Ol\' Dirty D, Father of the Bounty, The Extinctionator</H1>\n<BR/>\n</BODY>\n</HTML>\n',0,1),
(3065,'Loyal servants of the elemental lords, OUR TIME IS NOW.\n\nToo long we have languished in the shadows, biding our time, serving our masters, seeking the end we know must come. Now, as the flames of Ragnaros\' Appeasement burn brightly through the night, we have in our grasp the tools to incite war and chaos on a cataclysmic scale!\n\nThe Firelord is imprisoned in our world. He is not at his full power, but his might is formidable. Given an equally formidable opponent in this realm, the resulting clash would begin the great elemental war that will bring about the end we have sought.',3066,1),
(3066,'In Neptulon\'s service is a great frost lord by the name of Ahune. Even now he is marshalling his power to wage war against Ragnaros. All he requires is a gateway into our world; a gateway we will provide. We have the allies. We have the location. We have the strength and the will.\n\nFinal negotiations with our new faithful allies and guests will be conducted in a safe, out of the way location northwest of our primary location in Ashenvale.\n\nBefore this \"festival\" of the ignorant masses comes to a close, Ahune shall face Ragnaros in the shadow of Blackrock. The world will quake with the forces unleashed.',3072,1),
(3067,'Goramosh,$B$BI am sending a representative of the Ethereum to you.  Ambassador Duyheen tells me that there are more of his kind who would like to join the cause.  Feel him out, see if you can find a use for him.$B$BIf he proves helpful, I may consider accepting more of his kind into the fold.$B$BDon\'t be an idiot; burn this letter once you\'ve read it!$B$BM',0,11159),
(3068,'Lok\'tar ogar! Victory or death - it is these words that bind me to the Horde. For they are the most sacred and fundamental of truths to any warrior of the Horde.$B$BI give my flesh and blood freely to the Warchief. I am the instrument of my Warchief\'s desire. I am a weapon of my Warchief\'s command.$B$BFrom this moment until the end of days I live and die - For the Horde!',0,11723),
(3069,'$N,$B$BIf you are reading this letter then you are alive and in one piece - or at least you still have your eyes.$B$BI must apologize for the secrecy. Agmar demands that all mail is read before delivery - too many traitors and thieves there, as the wanted poster no doubt displays. There are delicate matters herein that could easily be misconstrued by the new guard.$B$BFor a soldier of the Horde, loss is absolute. Loss means death and there is no negotiation or interpretation with death. One can only hope that the manner of their death was honorable.',3070,11723),
(3070,'But victory... Victory can mean many things. As you have probably noticed, the Kor\'kron are there in full force. The Warchief has sent his elite guard to help secure victory in Northrend. They, along with you and other heroes, are pushing the Lich King and his forces towards an inevitable conclusion. With each challenge you overcome, we are one step closer to ridding our world of Arthas and the Scourge.$B$BAnd therein lays the dilemma. For you see, our forces in Northrend work under the auspices of young Hellscream. Each victory bolsters the morale of the Horde forces here, which carries through to the rest of Azeroth. $B',3071,11723),
(3071,'It is unfortunate, then, that Hellscream employs such savage tactics. As victory approaches, Hellscream gains further justification for his methods, which in turn brings us closer to a place we have not been in many years: a dark place.$B$BI have sent my son to command our forces at the Wrathgate. I know that he will battle with honor and I remain hopeful that his courage and tenacity will be noticed and emulated by our forces. He is my heart and strength in a place that I cannot be... You will be my eyes and ears. Together, we will make it right.$B$BBlood and Thunder... May your arrival bring them both.$B$BSaurfang$B',0,11723),
(3072,'All our toils have worked toward this moment. Our masters will rise against one another in one glorious battle that will tear Azeroth asunder.\n\nWe live in the end times, my brothers. Hold to your tasks. Strive on. We will soon be triumphant!\n',0,1),
(3073,'My queen,\nIt has been discovered that the ley line intersection at Moonrest Gardens was unfettered by the blue dragonflight. Their forces used a surge needle to destroy the capstone, but instead of flowing the power back to the Nexus, they utilized a series of foci to clumsily run and augment the power under the land to the Azure Dragonshrine.\nNeedless to say, this has had dire consequences wherever the magic shot up through the ground. The Ancients of the woodlands, the Kalu\'ak, and other creatures in the region have been adversely affected. Luckily for us, $N, the $r who stands before you, was instrumental in tracking down and dealing with all of these problems.\nIn my opinion, $N could be a great asset to Wyrmrest in helping to deal with the problems that the temple currently faces. I humbly ask that you consider $g him : her; a resource, one which I found to be invaluable.\nYours ever respectfully,\nModera\nArchmage and Member of the Six',0,1),
(3074,'My queen,\n\nIt has been discovered that the ley line intersection at Moonrest Gardens was unfettered by the blue dragonflight. Their forces used a surge needle to destroy the capstone, but instead of flowing the power back to the Nexus, they utilized a series of foci to clumsily run and augment the power under the land to the Azure Dragonshrine.\n\nNeedless to say, this has had dire consequences wherever the magic shot up through the ground. The Ancients of the woodlands, the Kalu\'ak, and other creatures in the region have been adversely affected. $N, the $R who stands before you, was very helpful in tracking down and dealing with these issues.\n\nIn my opinion, $N could be useful for Wyrmrest in dealing with the problems that the temple currently faces. I humbly ask that you consider $Ghim:her; an asset, one which I found to be quite acceptable.\n\nYours ever respectfully,\n\nAethas Sunreaver\nArchmage and Member of the Six',0,1),
(3075,'Hi!$B$BI\'m not good at letters and so the matron helped me write this down for you.  I just want to say THANKS because you\'re a hero and maybe someday I can save people like you do.$B$BOk, I have to go play so THANKS AGAIN for being good and strong and and you\'re $ghandsome:pretty; too!$B$B--Your secret admirer',0,11159),
(3076,'<No recognizable words remain on this badly burnt page.>',0,1),
(3077,'Ah\'tusa crept silently through the massive underground tunnel, nervously looking over her shoulder in anticipation of the fast moving tram.  \"Where is he...\" she muttered angrily, stopping suddenly as something moved behind her.  Her eyes narrowed dangerously as her dagger slid from its sheath.\n\nA husky voice echoed in the hollow chamber, \"I thought rogues liked to be behind their target.\"  She spun quickly, driving her blade into a shield of impenetrable force.  \"And I thought paladins were supposed to be chaste.\" she replied with a confident smirk.',3078,1),
(3078,'Leaning forward, she counted out loud until the invisible bubble dissipated with an audible pop.  \"Twelve seconds?  I know you have abilities that last longer than that.\"\n\nBony fingers worked effortlessly beneath his armor, unlatching his breastplate and exposing him to the cold air.  \"Don\'t worry my sweet Marcus, that\'s not a finishing move tonight... I\'m just getting started.\"  He wrapped his arms around what remained of her waist, forcing an excited giggle as he nibbled at her neck vertebrae.\n\n<The rest of the book has several sections that are apparently worn out from repeated readings.>',0,1),
(3079,'Missing WDB data.',0,1),
(3083,'Table of Contents$B$BChapter 1 - The Dead and You$B$BChapter 2 -  Maintaining a Ghoulish Figure: Seven Easy Exercises$B$BChapter 3 - Keeping the Chill Out: Choosing a Coordinated Coffin$B$BChapter 4 - Graveyard Guarantees: Fifty Sure Signs of Love$B$B<The tome is in pristine condition and appears to be completely unread>',0,11403),
(3092,'<HTML>\n<BODY>\n<H1 align=\"center\">The Diary of High General Abbendis</H1>\n<BR/>\n<IMG src=\"Interface\\FlavorImages\\ScarletCrusadeLogo\"/>\n</BODY>\n</HTML>\n',3093,11723),
(3093,'<HTML>\n<BODY>\n<P>The voice whispered, \"Come to me.\" From the very beginning I knew that it was the Holy Light speaking to me in dreams. At last! After all of my years of prayers and good deeds, the cleansing of the blight of the unliving from the face of Azeroth. After all of the failures and resurrections.</P>\n<BR/>\n<P>Finally!</P>\n</BODY>\n</HTML>\n',3094,11723),
(3094,'<HTML>\n<BODY>\n<P>It happened again. \"Come to me...\", the Light commanded.</P>\n<BR/>\n<P>I woke up freezing, but it wasn\'t cold in my chambers. I\'m going to redouble my efforts! I\'ll tell the high abbot tomorrow that I want prayers increased. No more half-measures!</P>\n<BR/>\n<P>The Holy Light has taken notice of our good work. I can feel it!</P>\n</BODY>\n</HTML>\n',3095,11723),
(3095,'<HTML>\n<BODY>\n<P>This time I was awake! It was very vivid, and yet for over a minute, in the middle of the warm, sunny day, my breath came out misted and chill. One of the priests noticed and dropped to his knees in prayer.</P>\n<BR/>\n<P>No one else heard the voice, though. At least the witness proves that I\'m not going insane. Maybe I should ask Landgren to pray on the matter?</P>\n<BR/>\n<P>I\'ll get Jordan and Street to scrutinize their recruiting efforts tomorrow. We\'ve grown bloated with ranks of unbelievers who yearn only to destroy the undead. That\'s not enough!</P>\n</BODY>\n</HTML>\n',3096,11723),
(3096,'<HTML>\n<BODY>\n<P>The commander and the bishop were both receptive. Not that they had any choice. Bishop Street in particular seemed very enthusiastic. He spoke of a revival for the crusade and swore to ferret out the weak of faith within our ranks.</P>\n<BR/>\n<P>I told him to go easy. I\'ve no intention of destroying the Crusade. However, I do like the sound of forming an elite cadre of the most faithful to do the Light\'s bidding in Northrend. I fear the man\'s friendship with LeCraft is slowly twisting him. They both have their uses, though.</P>\n</BODY>\n</HTML>\n',3097,11723),
(3097,'<HTML>\n<BODY>\n<P>I will leave most of the Crusade here to continue mopping-up operations on the undead in our backyard. I imagine that once they have finished what we began, most will disband and go back to their homes to live in peace.</P>\n<BR/>\n<P>That somehow seems right. At our finest, we have always been the salt of the earth, rising up to take back our homes from the filth of the Scourge corruption, to return our Lordaeron to its former glory. To a time before the Scourge, before Arthas and regicide... before the Lich King.</P>\n</BODY>\n</HTML>\n',3098,11723),
(3098,'<HTML>\n<BODY>\n<P>There have been whispers amongst the men about a day soon to come that will change everything for the Scarlet Crusade. Bishop Street has put a name to it, calling it the Crimson Dawn.</P>\n<BR/>\n<P>I will put some thought to this, though I can feel the truth of it in my bones. I pray that it will bring weal for us rather than woe.</P>\n</BODY>\n</HTML>\n',3099,11723),
(3099,'<HTML>\n<BODY>\n<P>The Light has spoken again with a great deal of urgency. I came away from the dream with a sense of impatience. I will not disappoint. There must be no more delays. We must soon be underway!</P>\n<BR/>\n<P>What a great coincidence then - and I had to control myself from showing my relief - this afternoon Captain Shely procured for us a number of new ships for the voyage. Perhaps it was no coincidence at all? The Holy Light expresses its will in ways that we are not meant to understand.</P>\n<BR/>\n<P>I will take the Sinner\'s Folly as my flag. I think the name is most fitting.</P>\n</BODY>\n</HTML>\n',3100,11723),
(3100,'<HTML>\n<BODY>\n<P>Now I know why the Light has been pushing me to be underway. In the dead of night a Scourge necropolis appeared in the sky over us and out poured the minions of hell!</P>\n<BR/>\n<P>A new breed of death knight leads the assault. Already the casualties we\'ve suffered have been catastrophic. With the Scourge able to strike at us anywhere and at will from above, there seems no way to mount a proper defense.</P>\n<BR/>\n<P>I fear that our intended expedition to Northrend is over before it has begun.</P>\n</BODY>\n</HTML>\n',3101,11723),
(3101,'<HTML>\n<BODY>\n<P>I\'ve been informed that Hearthglen and the surrounding area have already begun to assemble a host. High Commander Galvar Pureblood himself intends to lead them to save us. His efforts will be for naught.</P>\n<BR/>\n<P>I must see to it that my best couriers get through the enemy lines and warn him off. Hearthglen must prepare to dig in and rally the rest of the Crusade.</P>\n<BR/>\n<P>With any luck they\'ll get through before nightfall.</P>\n</BODY>\n</HTML>\n',3143,11723),
(3102,'In tribute to King Varian Wrynn $Bknown to some as LO\'GOSH the \"Ghost Wolf\"$B$BHis miraculous return from long years of exile and hardship has ignited a new fire of spirit and courage within the Alliance.$B$BWe shall march boldly into these perilous lands holding his valor and his tenacity in our hearts.$B$B$B- Highlord Bolvar Fordragon$B',0,12340),
(3103,'Day 1: The human scum seem blissfully unaware of my presence here, as intended. They\'re ripe for bombing, and it should only be a matter of time before I\'ve charted out their position.$B$BDay 2: Charting complete - a trivial task for such an accomplished fellow as myself. Why I got stuck with this job is beyond me - they should have J-Y C. do it. That ridiculous accent should have been justification enough. $B$BDay 3: First breath of air is finally getting a bit stale. Perhaps I should surface momentarily for another in a few days. Still bored to tears - where is that blasted signal?$B$B< The ranting continues ... > ',3104,11723),
(3104,'Day 12: Ah, sweet relief. The second breath tasted like the purest orphan tears I\'ve ever had. The signal remains puzzlingly absent, and I could swear that one of the crabs is attempting to play drums on my big toe. $B$B< The rants grow more disassociated ... > ',3105,11723),
(3105,'Day 36: Third breath of air finally expired, and the veins in my left elbow filled with bubbles again on the way up. The drumming of the crabs is a constant companion now, a percussive backdrop to my blackened little corner of hell. Clearly, I\'ve been forgotten by those wretches. If J-Y were down here, they wouldn\'t have forgotten him! They wouldn\'t have left Hans or Sylvia behind! Why me? $B$B< The entries trail off in a despondent scrawl ... >',0,11723),
(3106,'1. If you don\'t like the potency of a poison, double the ingredients or halve them.\n2. If a poison doesn\'t work the way you want, you\'re always more wrong than you think you are.\n3. Prototype, Prototype, Prototype (gnomes make great test subjects).\n4. Poisons should be easy to start using, hard to stop using.\n5. Simple ingredients work together to create interesting complexity.',0,1),
(3107,'<The handwriting is unintelligible chicken scratch, but you can make out references to the color pink...>',0,12340),
(3109,'Pa set me taking care of Ol\' Bess again. I think he likes watching her try to kick me to pieces. It\'s not my fault that she doesn\'t like me as much as the others - it was only the once that I ate the apple intended for her. I don\'t even know how she knew.',0,1),
(3110,'To High General Abbendis$BNew Avalon, Scarlet Lands$B$BHigh General Abbendis,$B$BI hope this letter finds you in good health. My name is Dansel Adams, hunter by trade, Scarlet Crusader by blood. I am writing this letter to inform you that I have witnessed a miracle.$B$B',3111,11723),
(3111,'During a routine purging of heathens in the Scourge infested Plaguewood, my party and I were interrupted by a deafening screech coming from the sky. When we looked to the heavens, towards Naxxramas, our jaws dropped to the floor. I tell you this now, High General, \'twas a sight not to be believed! The dread citadel was moving. Slowly at first and then with a thunderous roar - poof - it was gone!$B$BThat\'s right, High General, Naxxramas is gone! No more! Could it be anything other than a miracle of the Light? I say not!',3112,11723),
(3112,'May it be that the impure, unkempt barbarians, are judged and sentenced next. Praise be the Light!$B$BPlease let our brothers and sisters know of this miracle, High General.$B$BMay the Light preserve you for all eternity so that you may spread the good word until the end of days.$B$BRespectfully,$B$BD. Adams$B\"The Closer\"',0,11723),
(3113,'1. Cultivate a fulsome beard, for it conceals the imperfections of the face from the Light.\n\n2. Purify your hands in the milk of the mare, that they be soft and supple when handling the offertory.\n\n3. Bathe in the rivers, allowing the glorious natural gifts of the Light to cleanse your skin. ',3114,1),
(3114,'4. Replace regularly your holy raiment, that your appearance and odours not offend the servants of the Light.\n\n5. Maintain at all times an upright posture - let not fatigue nor sloth curl the spine.\n\n<The list continues for several more pages of minutiae>',0,1),
(3115,'From the desk of High Abbot Landgren: BBIt may seem that in dark times of strife and turmoil that one must turn inward, protecting family and loved ones to the exclusion of all else. But these feelings are false - without the beacon of hope that is the Church, despair will quickly inundate the very pores of your family\'s soul. All the full stomachs, warm toes, and happy smiles that worldly goods may purchase will not save your family from the creeping inner emptiness that shirking your fiduciary responsibilities to the Light will induce. ',3116,11723),
(3116,'Give to the church. The hardships endured through lack of worldly goods act as a forge for the soul, burning out impurities and raising you up to a higher plane of being. Be not ashamed at the rumbling of an empty stomach, the bite of a sharp rock upon your bare foot, or the chill of the winter wind. These are but means by which the Light communicates its inspiration to the soul. These sacrifices ensure that the arching, gold-appointed paeans to the Light which so inspire you at worship are well-maintained. $B$BEschew the comforts of the flesh, and come ever closer to the Light.',0,11723),
(3117,'The topic of indulgences is a difficult one, but at times in our lives, it becomes a necessary evil. A lapse of judgment, a harsh word too quickly spoken, a punch or kick thrown in anger - all these things are failings of mortal men, and the Church must acknowledge that. $B$BHowever, such acknowledgement does not come without a price. For sins of harsh words, a mere handful of silver will cleanse the soul. For sins of physical force, a handful of gold will expurgate the failings of mortal flesh. For those other sins, a full confession and a more generous contribution will be necessary. $B$',3118,1),
(3118,'Punching: $B  Punch to the Face : 2 gold$B  Punch to the Groin: 3 gold$B  Punch in the Chest: 1 gold 45 silver$B  $B<A detailed list of prices and sins continues for pages>$B',0,1),
(3119,'Purify the body with labor. Purify the soul with prayer. Purify your enemies with fire. Pain is not an enemy, but an ally to be embraced, held close, and delivered to unbeliever and believer alike. $B$BResistance to the ways of the Light is a sign of impurity, and should be excised from the flesh of the community. ',0,11723),
(3120,'High General,\n\nThe armies of Hearthglen and Tirisfal are less than a day\'s ride from New Avalon. We ride with the Light shining upon our backs and the wind at our heels. Soon the Scourge will have to contend with the full might of the Scarlet Crusade!\n\nLight Bless You,\n\nHigh Commander Galvar Pureblood',0,1),
(3121,'<HTML>\n<BODY>\n<BR/>\n<H1 align=\"center\">The Path of Redemption</H1>\n<BR/>\n<IMG src=\"Interface\\FlavorImages\\ScarletCrusadeLogo\"/>\n</BODY>\n</HTML>\n',3122,1),
(3122,'<HTML>\n<BODY>\n<BR/>\n<P>The voice whispered, \"Come to me.\" From the very beginning I knew that it was the Holy Light speaking to me in dreams. At last! After all of my years of prayers and good deeds, the cleansing of the blight of the unliving from the face of Azeroth. After all of the failures and resurrections.</P>\n<BR/>\n<P>Finally!</P>\n</BODY>\n</HTML>',3123,1),
(3123,'<HTML>\n<BODY>\n<BR/>\n<P>It happened again. \"Come to me...\", the Light commanded.</P>\n<BR/>\n<P>This time I woke up freezing, but it wasn\'t cold in my chambers. I\'m going to redouble my efforts! I\'ll tell the high abbot tomorrow that I want prayers increased. No more half-measures!</P>\n<BR/>\n<P>The Holy Light has taken notice of our good work. I can feel it!</P>\n</BODY>\n</HTML>\n',3124,1),
(3124,'<HTML>\n<BODY>\n<BR/>\n<P>This time I was awake! It was very vivid, and yet for over a minute, in the middle of the warm, sunny day, my breath came out misted and chill. One of the priests noticed and dropped to his knees in prayer.</P>\n<BR/>\n<P>No one else heard the voice, though. At least the witness proves that I\'m not going insane. Maybe I should ask Landgren to pray on the matter?</P>\n<BR/>\n<P>I\'ll get Jordan and Street to scrutinize their recruiting efforts tomorrow. We\'ve grown bloated with ranks of unbelievers who yearn only to destroy the undead. That\'s not enough!</P>\n<BR/>\n</BODY>\n</HTML>\n\n\n\n',3125,1),
(3125,'<HTML>\n<BODY>\n<P>The commander and the bishop were both receptive. Not that they had any choice. Bishop Street in particular seemed very enthusiastic. He spoke of a new crusade and swore to ferret out the weak of faith within our ranks.</P>\n<BR/>\n<P>I told him to go easy. We\'re not destroying the Crusade so much as forming an elite cadre of the most faithful to do the Light\'s bidding in Northrend. I fear the man\'s friendship with LeCraft is slowly twisting him. They both have their uses, though.</P>\n<BR/>\n<P>Street\'s talk of a new crusade, however, has me thinking. I believe that when this new force is assembled, I will give us a new name. It\'ll have to be evocative of our new mission, yet still provide a tie to the past. I will pray with the high abbot on this.</P>\n</BODY>\n</HTML>\n',3126,1),
(3126,'<HTML>\n<BODY>\n<BR/>\n<P>Our prayers have been answered. The high abbot was particularly moved by the force of the Light\'s voice, its clarity, and sense of purpose.</P>\n<BR/>\n<P>Those of us going north - the most faithful - shall be known as the Scarlet Onslaught.</P>\n<BR/>\n<P>And an onslaught upon Northrend we shall be! The cancer of the Scourge threatens to overflow in the crown of the world and drown the rest of us. The time has come to take the fight directly to the Lich King\'s doorstep.</P>\n</BODY>\n</HTML>\n',3129,1),
(3129,'<HTML>\n<BODY>\n<BR/>\n<P>It is with trepidation that I gaze upon New Avalon, I somehow suspect for the last time. The fate of our cause lies in Northrend. I am filled with a sense of ominous foreboding for some reason. The mission ahead should shake away these concerns. I will put them out of my mind.</P>\n<BR/>\n<P>The Crimson Dawn is upon us.</P>\n</BODY>\n</HTML>\n',0,1),
(3143,'<HTML>\n<BODY>\n<P>There\'s been no word from any of my couriers this morning. It\'s clear that none of them made it through to Hearthglen. The Plaguelands are lost. Pureblood will come with his forces and they\'ll be annihilated out in the open.</P>\n<BR/>\n<P>This afternoon I received a vision from the Light. In it, I saw the utter destruction of everything that we\'ve built here. The message was clear - I was being told to take the remainder of the most faithful and abandon the Crusade to their doom.</P>\n</BODY>\n</HTML>\n',3144,11723),
(3144,'<HTML>\n<BODY>\n<P>Landgren later told me that he\'d received the same vision. I cannot comprehend how the Light would tell us to take such a dishonorable action, but it is not my place to question - I am to obey, and obey I shall.</P>\n<BR/>\n<P>It was with trepidation that I gazed upon New Avalon, I suspect for the last time. Our fate lies in Northrend. I am filled with a sense of ominous foreboding for some reason. The mission ahead should shake away these concerns. I will put them out of my mind.</P>\n</BODY>\n</HTML>\n',3145,11723),
(3145,'<HTML>\n<BODY>\n<P>Perhaps with luck, High Commander Pureblood will somehow endure and marshal the survivors. I\'m a coward - a dog running away with my tail tucked between my legs!</P>\n<BR/>\n<P>Two months they tell me that this journey is going to take. The other ships aren\'t built for speed like the Folly. They\'re carrying most of our forces and equipment, and they\'re not much more than single sail freighters, but they\'ll get there safely.</P>\n<BR/>\n<P>I\'m not looking forward to this, but for the Light I will endure the sea sickness. I simply mustn\'t let the others see.</P>\n</BODY>\n</HTML>\n',3146,11723),
(3146,'<HTML>\n<BODY>\n<P>I\'ve not written in a while. It\'s as much as I can do to stand upright and not get sick. The men are beginning to wonder why I keep myself holed up in my cabin most of the time. It wouldn\'t be good for morale for them to see me this way.</P>\n<BR/>\n<P>It shouldn\'t be long now. I pray that it won\'t be. Six weeks already and every day it seems that the weather gets worse. I can only hope that Northrend itself does not have such horrible weather. I wasn\'t built for the cold.</P>\n<BR/>\n<P>The Holy Light has been silent for a very long time.</P>\n</BODY>\n</HTML>\n',3147,11723),
(3147,'<HTML>\n<BODY>\n<P>We were attacked with no warning whatsoever! Giants in massive oared longships came out of the mist like ghosts! They were silent as the dead.</P>\n<BR/>\n<P>I lost a ship and all of the men on it. We fought with great courage and skill considering that we have only the most rudimentary naval combat training.</P>\n<BR/>\n<P>Afterward, the screams of our men who\'d been taken captive by the giants echoed across the water. After a while it grew silent again. Bishop Street led the men in prayers.</P>\n</BODY>\n</HTML>\n',3148,11723),
(3148,'<HTML>\n<BODY>\n<P>I awoke this morning in the middle of making adjustments to my maps. The Light was guiding my hand, showing me exactly where we must go.</P>\n<BR/>\n<P>We are close!</P>\n</BODY>\n</HTML>\n',3149,11723),
(3149,'<HTML>\n<BODY>\n<P>Landfall!</P>\n<BR/>\n<P>Exiting the rowboat upon the beach, I planted our banner and was overcome by the Holy Light, which spoke through me. Today is the Crimson Dawn - the great day that we\'ve waited for. This is to be the site of New Hearthglen. We are no longer the Scarlet Crusade. We are now the Scarlet Onslaught!</P>\n<BR/>\n<P>And an onslaught upon Northrend we shall be! The cancer of the Scourge threatens to overflow in the crown of the world and drown the rest of us. The time has come to take the fight directly to the Lich King\'s doorstep!</P>\n</BODY>\n</HTML>',3150,11723),
(3150,'<HTML>\n<BODY>\n<P>It\'s been almost a month now and construction has proceeded apace. I\'ve been too busy to write. My scouts tell me that this land is full of dragons and other strange beasts. We\'ll keep to ourselves until we\'re ready.</P>\n<BR/>\n<P>In the middle of services today, the high abbot proclaimed that a visitor would arrive soon - one that the Light was sending to lead us to victory.</P>\n<BR/>\n<P>I don\'t know how I feel about that. Why didn\'t the Light tell me? Have I not served faithfully? Now I\'m to be replaced by some outsider?</P>\n</BODY>\n</HTML>\n',3151,11723),
(3151,'<HTML>\n<BODY>\n<P>Admiral Barean Westwind showed up on my doorstep tonight! By all accounts he\'d died upon these shores an age ago.</P>\n<BR/>\n<P>He didn\'t look old enough and yet I knew that it was him. He claimed that he was the only survivor of his doomed fleet and that he\'d survived only through the good graces of the Light.</P>\n</BODY>\n</HTML>',3152,11723),
(3152,'<HTML>\n<BODY>\n<P>We stayed up speaking through the night and into the morning. He assured me that he had no intention of taking my place, but that the Light had instructed him to travel across the Great Dragonblight to serve as my advisor and commander in title only. He claimed that great change was coming to Northrend. The Alliance and the Horde were going to come en masse in response to a great plague that the Lich King was about to unleash upon them.</P>\n</BODY>\n</HTML>',3153,11723),
(3153,'<HTML>\n<BODY>\n<P>The men have taken to the grand admiral with great zeal, especially High Abbot Landgren and Bishop Street. Apparently the Holy Light whispered a new blessing to the admiral in his sleep, which he passed on to Landgren. Some of the men have converted to the priesthood and are now being called \"raven priests\".</P>\n<BR/>\n<P>Only Jordan seems unimpressed. I suppose that\'s understandable. He probably feels his position is threatened if mine is.</P>\n</BODY>\n</HTML>\n',3154,11723),
(3154,'<HTML>\n<BODY>\n<P>Something doesn\'t seem right. I can\'t put my finger on it, but I cannot make myself fully trust the admiral. He\'s done nothing wrong. Quite the contrary! And yet, I have to trust my gut.</P>\n<BR/>\n<P>I will pray for understanding. The Light delivered the admiral to lead us to victory and it is not my place to question its decisions. I will continue to obey. I am faithful.</P>\n</BODY>\n</HTML>\n',3155,11723),
(3155,'<HTML>\n<BODY>\n<P>Another couple of months have passed. We\'ve made great strides in the construction of New Hearthglen. The wall is almost complete as is the barracks. Kaleiki\'s men are miracle workers.</P>\n<BR/>\n<P>My heart hasn\'t been into writing. I\'ve been avoiding putting my thoughts here for some reason. The Light hasn\'t visited me of late, though the admiral assures me that this is nothing to worry about.</P>\n</BODY>\n</HTML>\n',3156,11723),
(3156,'<HTML>\n<BODY>\n<P>My men report that a small group of Forsaken have broken ground on a camp along the hillside to the north. On the other side of the hill, the Alliance have apparently begun the construction of a much larger base.</P>\n<BR/>\n<P>The admiral says that we should leave them be. There are other Horde forces gathered to the west that would surely come to their aid if we were to attack. I don\'t feel good about it, but I see the logic in his reasoning.</P>\n</BODY>\n</HTML>',3558,11723),
(3157,'Skor\'zad nervously peered around the corner of the column.  As he had planned, he saw her floating there, alone in her chamber.  Had he made the right decision, visiting the banshee\'s private chamber so late at night?  The necromancers would surely put him back into the ground if he was discovered.  What\'s worse, he didn\'t even know if his feelings were requited, and Madame Sidnari was known for her short temper.',3158,11723),
(3158,'What few doubts the zombie had were quickly tossed aside once he caught a full glimpse of her beauty.  Her distinctly elven features - a reminder of her form in a past life - were now only enhanced by the oozing wounds and scabs that dotted her face.  Purple, almost translucent skin was frugally covered by necrotic wrappings that hugged her waifish figure.  Cold flesh neatly fused with the ephemeral as her legless torso sat upon a bluish sphere of energy, drifting a few inches above the cold granite floor.  Skor\'zad allowed himself to relax a bit and wiped the sweat and ichor that dripped alternatingly from his prominent brow.',3159,11723),
(3159,'Seemingly unaware of his presence, she glided to the only window in the room and looked out upon the battlefield.  Desolation stretched out before her.  Not six hours ago had the shrill cries of human children pierced the air, but now... only the sweet silence of death.',3160,11723),
(3160,'The wind caught her hair now, playfully flipping the worm-like tangles around her hollowed-out eye sockets.  Skor\'zad, suddenly aware that he was leaning forward with lust, shrank back behind the column, terrified that the Dark Wailer might have seen him.  She had indeed seen him - but he had no reason to fear.',3161,11723),
(3161,'\"Skor\'zad,\" she said.  \"I\'ve been waiting for you.  You fought well today.\"  The banshee glanced coyly over her rotting right shoulder, allowing her wrappings to loosen ever so slightly.  \"It\'s time you... collected your reward.\"',3162,11723),
(3162,'<The next few pages seems to be stuck together.>',0,11723),
(3163,'Tartek the Enraged.  One of the most powerful abominations the Scourge has ever created.  Assembled by lich Amnennar the Coldbringer to assist in setting up a base at Razorfen Downs.  Tartek single-handedly felled more than 1200 quilboar before finally being overcome.  His sacrifice provided the corpses for Amnennar to quickly raise an undead quilboar army of his own, ultimately assembling the first major Scourge outpost on Kalimdor.  Some of Tartek\'s remains were reanimated and used to create Glutton, Amnennar\'s current lieutenant.',3164,11723),
(3164,'Obrahiim, the Traveler.  Brilliant architect, pivotal in the conception of Naxxramas, and mastermind behind the creation of Acherus.  Quickly rose up the ranks from lowly skeletal peon to one of Kel\'Thuzad\'s most trusted advisors.$B$BAlways the scholar, Obrahiim traveled the world in search of knowledge, notably taking most of his early inspiration from the architecture of the Nerubians and the magic of the orc warlocks.  He was last seen several years ago, headed west to study the Ruins of Zin-Azshari in Kalimdor.$B',3165,11723),
(3165,'Diodor the Damned.  Human necromancer, one of the first members of the Cult of the Damned, and decorated hero of the First War.  Successfully led a contingent of Scourge to victory during the First and Second Summertide Assaults upon Scarlet Monastery.  Killed in action during the Third (and final) Summertide Assault, which was successfully repelled by Scarlet Crusade operatives that had finally figured out his modus operandi.',3166,11723),
(3166,'Kirkessen the Zealous.  Powerful lich who reported directly to the Lich King himself.  A decorated veteran of countless battles, Kirkessen designed and led the Siege of the Sanguine, one of the largest organized assaults on Light\'s Hope Chapel.  Despite overwhelming odds, his attack was quickly countered, and his forces suffered enormous damages.  Kirkessen himself received a critical blow from Lord Maxwell Tyrosus, and is no longer able to assume a corporeal form.',0,11723),
(3167,'WESTERN NORTHREND - Reports from the Aerial Surveillance Squadron in Icecrown Glacier show that communication with the lich-lord, Chillwinter, has been cut sharply cut off.  \"Chillwinter was last seen piloting the necropolis, Talramas, over Borean Tundra on a confidential mission,\" reports Scourge Engineer Karomon, the Squadron\'s chief information officer.  \"Our diagnostics show that his communication crystals are fully operational... it\'s just... dead silent.\"$B',0,11723),
(3169,'DEATH\'S BREACH, EASTERN KINGDOMS - Instructor Razuvious spoke out earlier this week, reiterating his policy on mutiny and insubordination.  \"Any death knight who dares desert the Scourge will meet a fate far worse than death.  Their suffering shall see no end - I will see to it personally.\"\n',0,1),
(3171,'DRAGONBLIGHT - Prince Valanar is looking for an exceptional death knight to travel into Dragonblight, Northrend\'s frozen central plain, and lead an elite cadre of soldiers in a strike against the red dragonflight.  \"Your training is nearly complete,\" he said in a recent public address.  \"The time has come to strike against those who would protect the living! We shall show them the true meaning of Dragonblight!\"$B',3172,11723),
(3172,'Alexstrasza, red dragonqueen and arguably the Scourge\'s most powerful enemy in Northrend, has been seen building up her own army as of late, though it is assumed that her efforts are aimed at the rogue blue dragonflight.$B',0,11723),
(3173,'UNDERCITY - Our sources inside the Undercity report that the Horde is mobilizing to stage an assault on Northrend. \"The Horde\'s troops, most of whom are returning from deployment in Outland, are now gathering and preparing to strike at Icecrown.\"$B',3174,11723),
(3174,'Furthermore, covert agents report that the Forsaken\'s Royal Apothecary Society has ramped up activity lately.  \"While nothing is confirmed at this point, rumors fly that the Society has had a breakthrough in their plague research.  Again, this is only hearsay, but all forces are advised to give Forsaken alchemists a wide berth.\"$B',0,11723),
(3175,'The Death Knights of Acherus\n\nName: Jayde\nStatus: Alive\nComment: Bloodthirsty',3176,1),
(3176,'Name: Sixen\nStatus: Alive\nComment: Chatty\n',3177,1),
(3177,'Name: Munch\nStatus: Alive\nComment: Destructive\n',3178,1),
(3178,'Name: Cobalt\nStatus: Deceased\nComment: Fell to his death. Not much upstairs. Probably saved him a lifetime of suffering.\n',3179,1),
(3179,'Name: Harmony\nStatus: Deceased\nComment: The name of this death knight was found in violation of common Scourge decency. Struck down by the Lich King.',3180,1),
(3180,'Name: Melt\nStatus: Alive*\nComment: Turned into a ghoul.',3181,1),
(3181,'Name: Milton\nStatus: Alive\nComment: Rambles\n',3182,1),
(3182,'Name: Minitalis\nStatus: Alive\nComment: Sees things that do not exist.\n',3183,1),
(3183,'Name: $N\nStatus: Alive\nComment: Needs more cowbell.\n\n<The book goes on for hundreds of pages.>\n',0,1),
(3184,'The Death Knights of Acherus\n\nName: Jayde\nStatus: Alive\nComment: Unstoppable.',3185,1),
(3185,'Name: Sixen\nStatus: Deceased\nComment: Died with his mouth open.\n',3186,1),
(3186,'Name: Munch\nStatus: Alive\nComment: Angry. Hateful. Will do well.\n',3187,1),
(3187,'Name: Cobalt\nStatus: Deceased\nComment: Fell to his death. Not much upstairs. Probably saved him a lifetime of suffering.\n',3188,1),
(3188,'Name: Harmony\nStatus: Deceased\nComment: The name of this death knight was found in violation of common Scourge decency. Struck down by the Lich King. \n',3189,1),
(3189,'Name: Melt\nStatus: Deceased\nComment: Turned into a ghoul. Killed by a Scarlet peasant.',3190,1),
(3190,'Name: Milton\nStatus: MIA\nComment: Cowardly gnome.\n',3191,1),
(3191,'Name: Minitalis\nStatus: Alive\nComment: Chasing butterflies.\n',3192,1),
(3192,'Name: $N\nStatus: Alive\nComment: Personally responsible for the massacre of hundreds of Scarlet Crusaders. Hungers for more.\n\n<The book goes on for hundreds of pages.>\n\n',0,1),
(3193,'The Death Knights of Acherus$B$BName: Jayde$BStatus: Alive$BComment: Power growing. Superior tactician. Only ranks behind $N in sheer brutality.',3194,1),
(3194,'Name: Sixen$BStatus: Deceased$BComment: Died with his mouth open',3195,1),
(3195,'Name: Munch$BStatus: Alive$BComment: Shows no hesitation. Harbinger of doom.',3196,1),
(3196,'Name: Cobalt$BStatus: Alive*$BComment: Pieces of this death knight were finally found. Used most to stitch together a rampaging abomination. Incinerated head and brain.',3197,1),
(3197,'Name: Harmony$BStatus: Deceased$BComment: The name of this death knight was found in violation of common Scourge decency. Struck down by the Lich King.',3198,1),
(3198,'Name: Melt$BStatus: Alive*$BComment: Turned into a ghoul. Killed by a Scarlet peasant. Reanimated by Munch as a ghoul servant.',3199,1),
(3199,'Name: Milton$BStatus: Executed$BComment: Caught. Was found without armor or runeblade asleep next to his deathcharger. The deathcharger was returned to Salanar without any serious injury. Death knights are not permitted to sleep.',3200,1),
(3200,'Name: Minitalis$BStatus: MIA$BComment: Whereabouts unknown. The hunt is on.',3201,1),
(3201,'Name: $N$BStatus: Alive$BComment: Soulless killing machine. No remorse. No regrets. Has killed more Scarlet Crusaders, destroyed more lives, and caused more chaos than any death knight before $Ghim:her;. Promoted to Scourge Commander.$B$B<The book goes on for hundreds of pages.>',0,1),
(3202,'The Death Knights of Acherus$B$BName: Jayde$BStatus: Alive$BComment: Champion of Mograine. En route to Light\'s Hope Chapel. Destruction will undoubtedly follow.',3203,1),
(3203,'Name: Sixen$BStatus: Deceased$BComment: Died with his mouth open.',3204,1),
(3204,'Name: Munch$BStatus: Alive$BComment: Promoted to Scourge Commander. Will accompany me to Northrend.',3205,1),
(3205,'Name: Cobalt$BStatus: Deceased$BComment: The rampaging abomination that was stitched together with pieces of this death knight was slain by the armies of Tirisfal. Was the most action he had seen since rebirth.',3206,1),
(3206,'Name: Harmony$BStatus: Deceased*$BComment: The name of this death knight was found in violation of common Scourge decency. Struck down by the Lich King. $B$B*The Lich King demanded this death knight\'s remains be turned to ashes and left in a human outhouse. The Lich King takes his names very seriously.',3207,1),
(3207,'Name: Melt$BStatus: Alive*$BComment: Turned into a ghoul. Killed by a Scarlet peasant. Reanimated by Munch as a ghoul servant. Incredibly, Melt is faring well as a ghoul servant of Munch. He is also an excellent cook.',3208,1),
(3208,'Name: Milton$BStatus: Executed*$BComment: Caught. Was found without armor or runeblade asleep next to his deathcharger. The deathcharger was returned to Salanar without any serious injury.$B$B*The deathcharger didn\'t make it.',3209,1),
(3209,'Name: Minitalis$BStatus: Traitor$BComment: We will find her and end her miserable existence.',3210,1),
(3210,'Name: $N$BStatus: Alive$BComment: Scourge Commander $n was granted the Greathelm of the Scourge by the Lich King for $ghis:her; complete and utter domination of the armies of Tirisfal and Hearthglen. There were no survivors left from $N\'s brutal attacks. Currently en route to end the Argent Dawn.$B$B<The book goes on for hundreds of pages.>',0,1),
(3211,'Corpulous great cook of Acherus who make good food for you. He proud to feed mighty Scourge and make stronger. No make Corpulous mad, he no feed you.$B$BRules:$B$BDeath Knight eat first, ghoul wait turn.$B$BNo eat ghoul next to you. Need clean plate first.$B$BOk add own maggots and lice to food. Corpulous not offended.$B$BGot vermin? Bring to Corpulous!$B$BOk eat human or elf. Elf other white meat.$B',3212,12340),
(3212,'Mess part of meal. Corpulous see napkin, Corpulous hang head in shame.$B$BOk bring back food not rotten enough. Corpulous got three free armpits.$B$BOk eat with hands or swords. No eat hands or swords.$B$BZombie need try more food. Think outside the brains.$B$BNo eat self.',0,12340),
(3213,'Account of the Raising of a Frost Wyrm$B$BThe hulking bones were nearly swallowed by the snow, but there was no mistaking the grim claw that jutted upward, twisted in solemn agony. The necromancers assembled without a word, forming a ring around the dragon\'s corpse. They stood still for a moment as the wind encircled them with gusts of snow. Then the ritual began.',3214,11723),
(3214,'Spokes of unholy light emanated from the center of the frozen bones, cracking through the snow and ice until at last the immense remains were fully exposed. With a gesture from Grand Necrolord Antiok, the bones shuddered and lurched above the ground, rotating slowly into place.',3215,11723),
(3215,'The necromancers\' incantations swelled as they began forcing sentience into the creature\'s remains. Violent contortions racked the body as the wyrm\'s conscience fought against its corrupt reanimation. A thin shriek pierced the air and the beast was subdued. An icy glow ignited within its gaping ribs, spreading along its limbs and lending an eerie cognizance to the sockets of its eyes.',3216,11723),
(3216,'The Grand Necrlord came forward, and spoke. \"The Lich King has seen fit to raise you to serve the Scourge. You will be our loftiest instrument of death, raining torment upon the villages of our enemies, feasting upon the living, and bearing our finest death knights.\"$B',3217,11723),
(3217,'The frost wyrm regarded them and dipped its head slightly in accord. The conversion was complete. Rearing back, it flared its wings like a fan of knives across the sky.$B',0,11723),
(3218,'It has reached my attention that some new death knights may be troubled by memories of their former lives. I entreat these restless minds to brood no longer, as no one can be filled with more loathing of his previous errors than I. Yet in the Scourge I have found absolution.',3219,1),
(3219,'In my ignorance, I was once a paladin pledged to the hateful Light. Blinded with lies about hope, I left my wife and two young daughters at home whilst I scouted for Scourge presence in our area. Our petty band searched the woods for weeks, but every trail went cold. Winter set in and still we had learned nothing about the enemy. Frustrated, we turned homeward.',3220,1),
(3220,'Ascending the final hill revealed a terrifying vista. The village lay burnt and deformed. I ran to our house. A makeshift bolt had been nailed across the outside of the door. Too distressed to wonder at this, I burst in to find the remains of my family prostrate at my feet, charred beyond recognition. I turned away in anguish, and beheld the gashes in the door where they had clawed in panic. The smallest scratches had belonged to the youngest.',3221,1),
(3221,'I later learned that in our absence, rumors had flown that a plaguebearer was hiding around the village. The Scarlet Crusade had seen to it that every last inhabitant was rounded up and burned alive. Unthinkable though their cruelty was, I found that the same feeling now stirred inside my breast. I yearned to hunt down the Crusaders, to make them suffer the rage of my blade.',3222,1),
(3222,'Eventually, I was made to reassemble with the rest of my party. I sensed my own despondence and fury in some of the others, but the leaders ordered us to continue to the nearest remaining waypost. Not long after nightfall, we heard the ominous cackling of the undead echoing from the trees, and a wave of Scourge overtook us.',3223,1),
(3223,'Mechanically, I slew them. But for each of the fallen, two more crawled forth from the hills. We were caught in the same tide of Scourge we had been hunting, only now we were broken and unprepared. My allies were succumbing to wounds and exhaustion. There were too many Scourge to resist now. ',3224,1),
(3224,'As the blows came, I remembered playing in these woods with my daughters. It filled me with hatred. Why must such memories exist? They were an illusion, serving only to distract me from the reality of pain and dissolution. My daughters were dead and the field overrun with Scourge. Death is the only real end to any mortal tale. Wielding power to protect leads inalterably to failure. Success meets only those who use it for a different end...',3225,1),
(3225,'Then and there, I swore allegiance to the Lich King, the herald of victory in our age. He purged me of the hateful human sensations that had tormented me. I was reborn as a death knight. There is no force to which my brethren and I will fall. There are no defeats bitter enough to test my icy resolve. Cleansed by the Scourge, I stand ready to satiate my lust for death throughout the length and breadth of Azeroth.',0,1),
(3226,'Welcome to the Scourge. Now that you have entered your true service, you may find immense relief in your liberation from various mortal inconveniences. No bothersome sleeping to take up your time anymore, nor any great need for shelter from the elements, and you are even free from the mild irritation of cutting hair and nails! How delightful!',3227,1),
(3227,'However, there are a few, almost insignificant, details to being undead:\nKeep an eye on your rotting. Some is all very well to scare your foes, but an arm falling off mid-stab is just embarrassing.\nLearn to love your stench. Some say foul, we say rawrr.\nAvoid living animals, especially dogs.\n',3228,1),
(3228,'Heed your unintelligibility. Should you misplace your lower jaw, you may be reassigned to a position where your gurgling is not amiss. And few of those hold any prestige.\nAlcohol is simply not the same. My apologies.\nA bloodbath a day keeps the living away (although adding bubbles is frowned upon). \nAvoid pastels. They simply do not work with our coloring.\nThose pants will no longer make you look fat.\n',0,1),
(3229,'Grooming for Ghouls$BBeing A Manual on Debridement and Recycling',3230,12340),
(3230,'Bandages$B$BWounds that bleed more than thrice daily should be bandaged. When selecting a type of cloth for your bandages, go with your preference. Many ghouls prefer Runecloth for its natural purple color which blends to a sickly maroon when soaked with blood. One cannot ignore the supremely stylish yellowing properties of simple linen, however. Experimentation is best!',3231,12340),
(3231,'Scabs and Sores$B$BA crusted, festering wound is a great fashion statement and really helps convey your changing mood. Don\'t let it overstay its welcome, though! A scab unpicked is an opportunity wasted.',3232,12340),
(3232,'Insects$B$BOh, won\'t you just leave them be? They don\'t eat much, and their contributions to your pallid demeanor and overpowering stench are invaluable. If you should become colonized by bees or wasps, however, seek aid at the nearest slaughterhouse immediately.',3233,12340),
(3233,'Missing Limbs$B$BAmidst the confusion of combat is the wrong time and place to replace a lost limb. Please make due with whatever you\'ve got left. Your limb will be replaced with the best match we can find as soon as an acolyte can get a look at you. In a pinch, borrow a limb from a colleague!',3234,12340),
(3234,'Cannibalism$B$BTo avoid any further premature devourings of scourge personnel, you may not eat anything until it has been dead on the ground for at least 5 seconds! The acolytes\' bunks do not count as \'on the ground\'!',0,12340),
(3235,'Entry 1:$B$BThe High General\'s fervor is ablaze in the peasantry! The Crusade\'s fleet grows mightier with each day and our ranks swell with able men. At our bow, a mighty sword sits poised to strike at Northrend and free us from this endless battle. Our stern is unsteady, though. With the Scarlet Bastion in flames, I cannot help smelling death on the wind at our backs.',3236,12340),
(3236,'Entry 15:$B$BAbbendis has lost her senses. She seeks to form a schism within the Crusade and attack the Lich King\'s very citadel with but a fraction of our most faithful! Does she mean to leave New Avalon and Tyr\'s Hand to burn as she sails over the edge of the world with our last defenders?',3237,12340),
(3237,'Entry 23:$B$BThe morning is bright, pick and plow glinting as the men and women labor in the mines and fields. A shadow has come--a necropolis. This is not Naxxramas. The Scourge make camp nearby, and Abbendis has ordered that we fight to the last man. Have I sworn fealty only to cast myself beneath the juggernaut behind Abbendis\' retreat?',3238,12340),
(3238,'<Folded into the last page of the diary is a hastily-scrawled map. It seems that the author planned to swim all the way around the northeastern coast of Lordaeron and land in Tirisfal Glades!>',0,12340),
(3239,'I warned the lot of you that the next campaign on which I spent more time cleaning my boots than kicking infants, heads would roll! Dung cleanup shifts are henceforth doubled in length and number for all geists!\n\n--Instructor Razuvious\n',0,1),
(3240,'Behold the finest of ironies. The living ascribe unto undeath all the most sickly attributes of their own lives--hopeless servitude, savagery, stillness of the spirit. We serve! The living serve, too, though they serve kings, warlords, druids, priests, gods, men, and beasts. We serve only the mighty, unifying will of the Lich King, which compels us unto prosperity and unity!',3241,11723),
(3241,'For all the endeavours of men, there exist only endless records of tragedy, cruelty, betrayal, and selfishness. For the Scourge, there is only efficiency and totality. Serve the Lich King in life, or serve him in death. His is a way of choice whose roads lead only to fulfilment!',3242,11723),
(3242,'Cold in flesh, but warmed by unity. The mighty Scourge are one nation, one mind, one being. True cold dwells in the heartless gaze of the guards who turn away sickly refugees from their neighboring country in a time of war! Are not all men of one kind? Nay, divided in their icy hearts.',3243,11723),
(3243,'Raise high our ideals, and bring low our foes! Fold their broken into our number until all serve the Frozen Throne!',0,11723),
(3244,'I have earned the chapter\'s favor at last and been granted entry to the Sholomance! Today my final ascent into glorious undeath begins!',3245,1),
(3245,'Things within the Scholomance are far more rustic than I\'d expected. Piles of research materials are strewn in awkward piles, some sealed together with wax dripped from the odd untended candle. Constructs, spirits, and demons roam the halls untended. I must say that I expected more from such practiced necromancers as these!',3246,1),
(3246,'Today a troupe of brigands broke into the school and began slashing their way through to the crypts. As they cut down a study group in the foyer, the nearby students continued their practices, oblivious! The forces within that hall would overwhelm a small army, yet they yielded piece-meal. Fools!',3247,1),
(3247,'As I read with Darkmaster Gandling today, invaders broke through the viewing room doors and reached the crypts! The crazy sod hid behind a bookcase, giggling, as he watched them slay each of the school\'s administrators within the crypts! Then, he burst forth, shouting \"School is in session!\" Is he off his rocker? I\'m recommending myself for transfer to Stratholme!',0,1),
(3248,'Today I became a Thuzadin Necromancer within Stratholme! I rather wonder why no-one puts out the fires, and I was mortified to learn of the nonsensical system of ziggurrats linked to the slaughterhouse gates. If we need to keep people away from the slaughterhouse, why don\'t we just lock the gate? Forever?',3249,1),
(3249,'I\'m beginning to learn why things are backwards around here. This arrogant sod on a rotten horse strolls by and proclaims himself \"Baron\" Rivendare of Stratholme. The man has clearly mistaken the scourge for a petting zoo, as he spends half of every afternoon moving the disciples, minions, and constructs into small groups and stationing them around the city!',3250,1),
(3250,'After the completion of the Baron\'s tea-time parade tonight, a party of oh, let\'s call them well-wishers, stomped through the city knocking down the pins he\'d set up. \"Lock the gates,\" I urged him. \"The minions in control of my ziggurats will protect the slaughterhouse, boy!\" he assured me. I\'m packing my crap and booking it out the back gate!',3251,1),
(3251,'It looks like I made a clean break. Judging by the smoke coming from the city, my flight was timely. A gainless venture, working in Stratholme, except that I stole the bastard\'s signet ring. A modest forgery bearing the Baron\'s seal should see me comfortably inside the walls of Naxxramas.',0,1),
(3252,'I went to work within a war factory of the mighty Scourge today! Naxxramas bristles with activity. I was saddened to learn that they were using more foolish puzzle mechanisms to power mission-critical teleport devices, but otherwise it seemed to be a tight ship. My thoughts turned toward gainful research, until I ran astray of the perverse nerubian...',3253,1),
(3253,'The Nerubian\'s overtures are without number. Always calling to me in that creepy, droning voice of its. Invitations to study in his \'parlor\'. I\'ve taken to sequestering myself in the broken pipe behind Gluth\'s chambers, as it\'s the only place he won\'t follow me. My mind is wearing thin!',3254,1),
(3254,'How does this lackadaisical cadre of misfits and rotting corpses intend to conquer all of Azeroth? Their self-defeating disingenuity falls short of any reasonable appearance of effort at self-preservation! I can make no effort to effect change with the detestable nerubian hounding my footsteps and blackening my dreams!',3255,1),
(3255,'Though this may seem a trend in my recent ventures with employment in the Scourge, adventurers have broken into the necropolis and are killing my colleagues. Alas, even the hot redhead in Faerlina\'s cult, slain, before the creepy spider would let me talk with her! I hate this place, as soon as I turn undead I\'m SO out of here. It\'s time to fight!',0,1),
(3256,'After repeated failures at serving within the Scourge, I found that I held myself to much higher standards than even those within the upper echelons of the organization. Given the inherent inflexibility of social power structures, it is difficult to balance attempts to effect change with extant social challenges.',3257,1),
(3257,'It is fortunate, then, that this organization offers low-skill employment opportunities for disaffected individuals or those inconvienced by some malady (such as, in my case, death).',3258,1),
(3258,'I have come to embrace one truth. The arrival of death is cold and unfulfilling, and gives no answers. I am freed of earthly obligation, but I feel no relief for I feel no heart. I simply am. I may only hope to fall again before the blazing wrath of a noble and merciful heart, in glorious battle!',3259,1),
(3259,'The necropolis has been called back to Icecrown. We have taken on supplies and personnel, and the city is alive once again! I am different. I feel whole. I feel alive. I feel His perfect will directing me. I know exactly where I will stand, and when the warriors come, I will test them.',0,1),
(3260,'Brrrraaaaaiiins. Braaaaaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiinnnnnnnnns. BRRRRAAAAIIIIIIIIINNNSS!!!$B$B<This goes on for forty more pages.>',0,12340),
(3261,'This is my Runeblade: There Are Many Like It But This One Is Mine$BBy Lady Blaumeux$B$BGreetings, death knight.  By now, Instructor Razuvious has likely begun teaching you the first lessons of what it means to be a death knight.  Allow me to begin your instruction on what is perhaps the most guarded treasure in a death knight\'s possession; the runeblade.$B$B',3262,11723),
(3262,'Without your hand to guide it, your runeblade is but a hollow shell.  Separate, you are both broken entities; weak and powerless.  Should you ever find yourself without possession of a runeblade, know then that your only task should be the acquisition of another with all due haste.$B',3263,11723),
(3263,'As a death knight, it is through your runeblade that your will shall be imposed on all who dare resist the Lich King.  For just as you, young death knight are the extension through which the Lich King imposes his will, so is your runeblade the instrument that has been granted the honor in delivering this authority.  Of this authority, understand these principles:$B',3264,11723),
(3264,'1.) United, your runeblade becomes an extension of your very body.  And your body belongs to the Lich King.  $B$B$B$B2.) As one, your runeblade becomes your will manifest in physical form.  And your will is that of the Lich King.  $B$B$B$B3.) Together, your runeblade becomes the vein through which death itself is delivered to your soul.  And your soul shall deliver the will of the Lich King. $B',3265,11723),
(3265,'Through the course of your training, you may find yourself compelled to focus upon some of the different disciplines of study available to our kind.  On this matter I can only say this; all are worthy of study and to neglect some at the cost of others is a foolish pride that I have seen cost other, less capable death knights in battle their lives.$B',3266,11723),
(3266,'It is likely that some of you may soon find your runeblade to be a particularly potent object through which to channel your own fury.  However, this is not enough.  Do not be content to believe that your runeblade is simply a mere tool to focus one\'s meditation.  No, it is far more than that.  The most powerful of our kind have been able to command the power of their blade with but a simple extension of their will.  Together they fight, of singular mind, body, and purpose to crush any foolish enough to stand in their way.$B',3267,11723),
(3267,'Others may find that their blade responds most eagerly when infused with the power of an icy chill.  In this way, even the sharpest of runeblades will find themselves made even more potent.  The same power that permeates our glorious citadel of Icecrown is yours to command, death knight.  Should you choose to master this discipline, there shall be no escape for your enemies, as they find their actions slowed and made impossible by the cold.$B',3268,11723),
(3268,'Still others may find their true calling in mastering the power of their blades to bring about disease and plague in crushing our enemies.  This too is a specialty unique to our kind and worthy of pursuit.  The mightiest of defenses may seem impregnable at first, yet for every defense therein lies the weakness that it is covering.  It is simply a matter of uncovering it.  Never forget, death knight, that it was not an army, but a plague that brought about the destruction of Lordaeron.$B',0,11723),
(3269,'The Decree of the Scourge$BChapter 1$BBy Kel\'Thuzad$B$BThe roots of the Scourge are sewn in the folly of all races. Our rise to power is the product of the sins of those who mean our end. The so called \'heroes\' of the land fall before us by resorting to a measure of our ideals to bring forth their envisioned victory. Their victory is a vehicle to the realization that without resorting to what they define as deplorability to achieve it, we would have overcome them instead. In both outcomes, win or lose, the Scourge invariably wins. When this is recognized, submission to our will is inevitable.$B',3270,11723),
(3270,'The Master, our Lich King, was born under this very same doctrine.$B$BTo conquer is to corrupt. To corrupt is to take what it is to be righteous and hopeful, to be living, and invert it through any means in your arsenal. The attributes of the living all have synonyms with fatal flaws that are their undoing: hope is dogma, righteousness is zealotry, living is empathy. Recognize what makes that which lives desire to live, and turn it upon itself.$B',3271,11723),
(3271,'Knowing the most direct path of corruption is the pinnacle of wisdom. A simple weakening of the heart, dismemberment of vital organs, or direct disease will work for most. However the conquer of most is not the decree of the Master, but the conquer of all. It is foolish to spend excessive resources in warping the mind of a simple peasant where common plague will suffice, but it is equally unwise to try the same common plague against the seasoned and hearty. Regimented study of any formidability will reveal useable weaknesses. $B',3272,11723),
(3272,'The Decree of the Scourge$BChapter 2$B$BThe largest misconception the living have of the Scourge is our penchant for what is considered \'evil.\' For the sake of demoralization we allow this error to perpetuate, and indeed spread it on our own. The true nature of The Scourge is our transcendence of the shackles that keep any of the living races from becoming as prosperous as we. $B',3273,11723),
(3273,'For example: What benefits do emotion and honor really hold? They serve to validate the living, to make them feel \'good.\' Now, what flaws do they hold? Emotion is directly correlated to the ignorance of logic and reason. Honor is, at most times, the sole perpetuator of able resources fighting a losing battle. It is baffling even to me that the living can be so unaware of how eager we are to play the part of their villain, to nurture their greatest flaws by becoming the embodiment of all that incites irrational behavior.$B',3274,11723),
(3274,'Moral ambiguity cannot be \'cleansed.\' Antipathy cannot be \'healed\' or \'assuaged.\' Greed cannot be \'dispelled\' and wrath cannot be \'cured.\' We choose to be the embodiment of all these things, and yet there are some still foolish enough to believe that the Scourge can be defeated and removed completely. So long as the most attractive sins of the living remain our banner flag, there will always be those eager to flock to our will.  $B$BI myself was born under this doctrine.$B',3275,11723),
(3275,'The Decree of the Scourge$BChapter 3$B$BThe Scourge is infinite in potential. We are not, however, infallible by any means. Always be well aware of your limits, and the resources at your disposal. Always have an exit strategy. Sacrifice of eager minions to your ends is a cornerstone of Scourge philosophy. All manner of bravery, martyrdom, or compatriotism for anyone but the Master is imprudent and severely punishable.$B$B',3276,11723),
(3276,'Another fallacy outsiders hold of the Scourge is that our power resides in the residual will of the living, that we are an advanced form of parasite, and without a host of regenerating life would simply wither away. Again we do not deny such ignorant thought for our benefit, but this could not be further from the truth. We are nothing but an ever-improving form of adaptation to a land once riddled with endless struggle. We are immune to the tribulations of dissention, over-population, individuality, selfish opinion, short-sightedness, and even mortality. We hear the will of the Master, and the Master brings us all that we will ever desire. $B',3277,11723),
(3277,'It is true that we take architecture, technology, and physical prowess from assimilated cultures. This, like the so many \'evil\' acts of the Scourge, is done entirely out of pragmatism. The Scourge has neither the time nor the desire to generate a culture of its own. A member of the Scourge that creates without influence will hold an inherent attachment to it, a right to see it viewed and used. This leads to individuality, which leads to dissention. Creativity is a flaw of culture, but a minor obligation when dealing with simple needs like buildings and equipment. It is not your duty to question or care of the origins of your resources, only in how usable they are.$B',3278,11723),
(3278,'The Scourge is the will of the land. All manner of life kneel to our will with an ease that yields a single conclusion: That they need us, they yearn for our salvation. There is no resilience to our practices, no immunity to our commandments. We are every bit the inevitability that a natural life holds: Death. Death comes with every life, and undeath comes with every death. The sooner the living recognizes this immutable fact, the easier their transition will be.$B',0,11723),
(3279,'Minions be hearin\' da call of your masta! Da Lich King be givin\' Drakuru full control of da armies of da Scourge in Zul\'Drak. We be commanded ta kill everyting.$B$BEVERYTING MUST DIE!$B$BWe be processin\' all da corpses in da Dead Fields and sendin\' em up ta Prince Navarius\' crew in  Zeramas for Scourgin\'! Notin\' goes ta waste on Drakuru\'s watch!$B$BSoon we be drinkin\' da blood of da prophets ta become stronger dan eva before! Zul\'Drak and Gundrak gonna fall to da Scourge!',0,12340),
(3280,'Long ago, when the North Wind ruled these peaks alone, a powerful Taunka Chieftain\'s brother coveted these lands for himself.',0,1),
(3281,'The Chieftain\'s brother, Stormhoof gathered all his strength and set out to conquer the Storm Peaks from its rightful ruler, the North Wind.',0,1),
(3282,'Stormhoof ambushed the North Wind in the heart of it\'s domain, and nearly succeeded in his plot. But the North Wind survived Stormhoof\'s treachery and executed the Taunka as punishment for his invasion.',0,1),
(3284,'<The majority of the book\'s pages are missing or soiled beyond recovery. A few of the early entries and the name \'Darius Orion\' are still legible.>',3285,11723),
(3285,'Dec. 2 of the Year 20$B$BThe cold this year has been particularly cruel. I find that no matter how many layers I wear under my robes, the frost cuts deep into my bones. The masters say that it will pass but I have trouble believing that at times.$B$B$B',3286,11723),
(3286,'A small group of workers from an outlying farm near Andorhal were brought in this morning and taken to the infirmary within the Violet Citadel. I do not know much about what ails them but I overheard one of them complaining about weakness and nausea. I hope the masters choose me to aid them in working to treat the farmers.',3287,11723),
(3287,'2 hours later$B$BWhat luck!  One of the masters informed me that I will be working with the men who were brought in from Andorhal earlier. I intend to make good use of this opportunity to show how far I have come in my studies.$B',3288,11723),
(3288,'6 hours later$B$BThis is not turning out to be quite as glorious as I had planned. The farmers\' conditions have deteriorated quickly in their short time here. One has developed irritated boils covering large portions of his skin. I have treated the most seriously afflicted with some of the most powerful herbs and poultices available in the citadel. There should be some noticeable improvement within the next few hours.$B',3289,11723),
(3289,'10 hours later$B$BThe situation has quickly gotten out of control.  All of the subjects are now covered in lesions which leak yellow-green fluid. All but a few are unconscious at this point. The few that are awake alternate between complaints of paralyzing numbness and burning aches in their joints. All of the subjects are showing a milky coloring in their eyes.$B',3290,11723),
(3290,'Our attempts to slow the progress of the illness have been unsuccessful. Word has spread among the apprentices that this disease may be magical in nature; the masters were quick to quash the rumors. Many of the other apprentices that I had been working with on this project have excused themselves for fear that the disease is contagious and capable of penetrating our personal wards.$B$B$B$B',3291,11723),
(3291,'I excused myself to take a walk out on one of the terraces to clear my thoughts. I could not have been outside for more than a couple minutes when I had to run back inside. My hands and feet had gone numb and my nose and ears were showing the symptoms of mild exposure to frostbite. I will have to be more careful next time.',3292,11723),
(3292,'13 hours later$B$BLight save us.$B$BThe subjects have begun severe hemorrhaging from the eyes and ears. The masters believe they will all be dead within the hour. All attempts to halt the progress of the disease have failed. I have done what I can to ease their pain. I only hope that we can learn what we need from them after their deaths. No one should suffer as these men have suffered. I plan to stay with them until the end.$B',3293,11723),
(3293,'To make matters worse one of the guards found the body of a first year apprentice in the gardens. It has not been confirmed yet but the rumors are that he froze to death. I do not think it has been this cold here in Dalaran in decades, if ever.$B',3294,11723),
(3294,'18 hours later$B$BThe farmers from Andoral are dead. I thought they would finally be at peace but I was wrong. Only a few minutes after the last one breathed his last breath something horrifying happened. Their disease riddled corpses somehow animated and began clawing at myself and the other mages in the infirmary. Once the initial confusion passed one of the masters organized a force to deal with the animated bodies. The undead quickly fell to our combined arcane might.$B',3295,11723),
(3295,'There were minimal casualties. A few of the apprentices had been scratched; one had a nasty bite that required stitches. Shortly afterward guards arrived and escorted myself and the other apprentices to our rooms. I tried to learn what was going on but they would not answer me. As we were being led through the halls to our rooms we passed by several troupes of guards with weapons drawn and readied. Is this what war feels like?$B$B$B',3296,11723),
(3296,'After I was brought to my room I was told to lock the door and not come out until I was told by a master personally that it was safe to leave. What is going on?  Has the world gone mad?',3297,11723),
(3297,'24 hours later$B$BI have been awake for over twenty-four hours now. I am exhausted but my room is too cold to sleep. I managed to complete a sending and contact a couple of the other apprentices who are trapped in their rooms. Through them I was able to learn what has the citadel on high alert. The masters are organizing search parties to locate the necromancer who was responsible for animating the corpses of the diseased farmers.$B',3298,11723),
(3298,'There has not been a practicing necromancer in Dalaran since Kel\'Thuzad. I hope the monster responsible for the horrors I have seen today is brought to justice soon.$B',3299,11723),
(3299,'38 hours later$B$BThe quarantine has been lifted and we apprentices are finally allowed to leave our rooms. The necromancer responsible for animating the dead farmers was never caught but the masters are confident that he is not within the citadel or anywhere near Dalaran. $B',3300,11723),
(3300,'We have resumed our efforts to learn more about the disease. Work has been slow due to most of the bodies having been obliterated. The masters have called in Lady Jaina Proudmoore to aid in our research. She will teleport here by the end of the day. I hear she is quite beautiful; hopefully working with Lady Proudmoore with help me keep my mind off of this damned cold.$B',3301,11723),
(3301,'<The journal is too badly damaged to read beyond this point.>',0,11723),
(3302,'Ask The Mage!$B$BQ: My friends tell me that studying magic and becoming a mage will make me frail, weak, and unpopular with the ladies. Is it true?$B-Jimmy \"Insecure\" Townsend$B',3303,12340),
(3303,'A: Don\'t worry, Jimmy. Your friends are referring to an unfair stereotype that started as a result of a few lazy mages with poor eating habits. It is entirely possible to maintain peak physical condition while still finding time to master manipulating the fabric of the universe. Even members of the Kirin Tor, through strict diet and a robust exercise regime, keep themselves in great shape despite their busy schedules.$BAnd what woman does not like Polymorph?',3304,12340),
(3304,'Q: My parents are not supportive of my decision to become a mage. They say that arcane magic is dangerous and leads to other \"harder\" magics like demonology. I do not want to sell my soul. Are they right?$B-Joseph Winters$B$BA: Your parents\' concern is unfounded. While there are stories of mages turning to demon worship or necromancy there has been little to no evidence supporting these claims. Reassure your family that absolutely nothing can possibly go wrong. $B$B',3305,12340),
(3305,'Q: I just recently started studying the arcane and so far my friends just laugh at me.  All they seem to want me around for is to conjure food and drinks and to teleport them around. When will people start respecting me?$B-Gregory \"Doormat\" Adams $B$BA: Right about the time you learn pyroblast.$B',0,12340),
(3306,'Some have accused mages of being an insular, self-centered group. We would like you to know that this could not be further from the truth. Mages are caring individuals whose relentless pursuit of knowledge and power is centered on your well-being! How do mages serve you? I\'m glad you asked!',3307,1),
(3307,'Nervous at a public speaking engagement? Imagining your audience in their underwear not helping? What if you imagine them as sheep? Still nothing? We will turn your audience into sheep.\n\nAsk your mage friend to cast a slowing charm on you and take the time to stop and smell the roses. Also fun at races!\n\nTeleportation is the chicest way to get around. Nothing ruins your second date chances faster than an acute case of N.O. (Netherdrake Odor).\n',3308,1),
(3308,'A friend of a mage never hungers or thirsts. Summoned food has no transmuted fats!\n\nThink a frosted mug is the best way to keep your ale cool? You should see a frostbolted mug.\n\nStudies show that most master works of literature have been written while the author was under the influence of arcane intellect.\n',3309,1),
(3309,'Have a white Winter Veil every year when mages summon blizzards for you. (Warning: standing outside during an arcane blizzard may cause slight tingling in the fingers and painful death.)\n\nAnd always remember: If anything should go astray, a mage is just a blink away.\n\nThis pamphlet was printed on summoned paper.\n',0,1),
(3346,'Once upon a time there lived a mage who could not cast fireball, polymorph, or frostbolt. When he conjured water, it came out as mud. His attempts at arcane intellect made the subjects stupider. Without any doubt, his tutors agreed that their pupil, Bungledorf, was the worst mage in Dalaran.',3347,14007),
(3347,'Bungledorf had come to learn with great hopes. He guzzled mana potions before class, mistakenly believing they would increase his skill. But all they ever increased was the number of times he accidentally burped during important invocations, often setting classmates\' robes ablaze or turning his teacher\'s beard into sheep\'s wool in the process.',3348,14007),
(3348,'At his first exam, Bungledorf was asked to cast frost armor correctly. The other students shifted in their seats fearfully as he began the incantation. A blue fog encompassed the young lad and for a moment it looked as though he had succeeded. But then he began to shiver and sneeze violently, and everyone finally realized: he had given himself frostbite.',3349,14007),
(3349,'One day Bungledorf was in the park, wondering whether he was cut out to be a mage. He saw some children playing nearby and remembered his dream of being a powerful spellcaster. \"Yes,\" he thought, \"I can do it; I just need to try harder!\" He looked for something to practice on and noticed an unusual tree before him. Summoning his courage, Bungledorf began casting a spell on it. He shut his eyes, afraid to see the result...',3350,14007),
(3350,'When he finally looked, the tree was replaced with a beautiful night elf. \"It worked!\" he cried, \"It\'s transformed! I am a mage after all!\"The night elf was confused for a moment and then smiled at him gently. \"I am a druid, young one. We take other forms by our own will.\"',3351,14007),
(3351,'Bungledorf blushed and stepped away, only to trip over his robes and fall headfirst into the lawn. A chorus of giggles greeted him as he adjusted his long pointed cap and shuffled off toward the dormitory, his head hanging low.',3352,14007),
(3352,'The night elf lingered, pondering the boy. When she turned to leave, she caught her foot in something, and nearly lost her balance. Surprised at the unfamiliar obstacle, she looked down to see a glistening crop of mageroyal, its petals slowly unfurling into full bloom, where moments ago there had been nothing. She wondered at this, and then, realizing, turned back in the direction Bungledorf had been walking, but the young mage was already gone.',0,14007),
(3353,'Entry 1$B$BBefore I could understand what was happening, the devastation was upon us. The ground trembled and our fair spire, which had stood citadel over Dalaran since the Second War, shattered.$B$BI remember screaming as my father\'s face disappeared behind the tumbling scaffolding, but I heard nothing. Even in my terror, I thought of my magical training. If I could only slow this disaster-but the spells died within me. Traces of demonic power barred my efforts. There was no hope. I closed my eyes and waited. But somehow, I am still here.',3354,11723),
(3354,'Entry 2$B$BThe wreckage shifted for hours. I was certain each new thundering tremor would finally end it. Instead, I remain huddled beneath an archway that had once framed our view of the bustling market streets. How many times had I seen my sister returning from there, her arms loaded with goods? Now only dust and stone stand before me.',3355,11723),
(3355,'Entry 4$B$BI must believe in the Kirin Tor. The great mages of Dalaran would not desert their people. This rubble that imprisons me is no more than a trifle to a skilled spellcaster. I will be saved, and one day, I will finish my training and stand among them.',3356,11723),
(3356,'Entry 5$B$BThere are no signs of others or of my family. I have called for them. Everything above is silent now. I am not sure whether I am blessed or cursed. My heart would quiet itself and follow the others to rest, but my mind is thick with fear.',3357,11723),
(3357,'Entry 6$B$BIt grows darker and the air is thinner. The faint lights I summon to write burn into my eyes. I can do no more. My energy must be saved for what may yet come. I am audacious enough to hope that these scraps of paper will hold out against the silence as I cannot. I would become a voice, singing up through this abyss, softening until a whisper, and then fading into the sky.',0,11723),
(3358,'<Penned by the skilled hand of Archmage Ansirem Runeweaver>',3359,11723),
(3359,'The wondrous gift of magic can be bent to many purposes. We the learned have found that it is easiest to divide the eldritch arts into eight different categories in order to further understand the fundamentals of magic itself. Each of these categories is known as a �school� of magic, for they are often learned separately and mages frequently choose to specialize in one type or another. Other mages attempt to master all forms of magic, but few have achieved this lofty goal. Within this tome we will discuss each individual school of magic and some of their notable practitioners.',3360,11723),
(3360,'All schools of magic can be combined to create formidable spells that utilize multiple sources of power. Some of these potent spells are discussed later in this series of books, but beware, combining multiple types of magic can be extremely dangerous - especially for beginners.$B$B	Here you will learn the basics of all schools of magic. Please remember that magic is not to be abused. Do not practice magic without the appropriate supervision.',0,11723),
(3361,'<Penned by the skilled hand of Archmage Ansirem Runeweaver> ',3362,11723),
(3362,'Abjuration is the study of protective magic and one of the most important schools for a young mage to study. The most generalized abjuration spell is the mana shield, a spell that transmutes raw mana into a barrier that protects the caster from attacks. Properly executed, this spell can protect the mage against even the most formidable of attacks - but the mana shield is very difficult for a novice to master. It often takes a mage months of practice to even conjure a simple mana shield, and thus, more basic alternatives exist.$B',3363,11723),
(3363,'A series of �elemental armor� spells were invented to aid the traveling mage in the unfortunate case that he or she might be attacked. These spells require far less raw energy to cast than a mana shield and are more easily maintained over time, but lack the raw potency of the mana shield. Rather than stopping an attack completely, a frost armor spell might simply decrease the effectiveness of the assault. The more advanced armor spells grant other benefits - for example, the potent mage armor spell actually assists the caster in regaining magical power more easily.',3364,11723),
(3364,'Practitioners of the arcane arts are often ambitious, and we frequently find ourselves in situations where magic may slip just slightly beyond our control. It is for this reason that the �Ward� spells exist. Ward spells are quick, potent incantations to protect the caster against a form of elemental damage - damage which is often caused by the caster attempting one of the other schools of magic. This is why studying abjuration early is so imperative.',3365,11723),
(3365,'One of the most renowned practitioners of Abjuration magic is Prince Kael\'thas Sunstrider. While the prince is quite formidable in all schools of magic, Kael\'thas has created a variation of Mana Shield that is practically unsurpassed in among the residents of Dalaran. Also notable is the Arcanist Doan, who has perfected a spell that combines Evocation and Abjuration to shield himself for a short time while preparing a powerful area-of-effect spell. This �Detonate� spell provides Doan with a degree of near invulnerability for a precious few seconds, but few mages have the capacity to cast it safely.',0,11723),
(3366,'<Penned by the skilled hand of Archmage Ansirem Runeweaver>',3367,11723),
(3367,'Conjuration is the study of summoning - both creatures and objects. Ever really, really wanted a fresh drink of spring water when you\'re in the middle of nowhere? Conjuration, my friend, is the answer. There is nothing more enjoyable for a mage than creating a fresh slice of bread or a glass of water. Just ask any of us!',3368,11723),
(3368,'More formidable specialists in conjuration can summon several glasses of water at once, or perhaps even a tankard. A few daring wizards have occasionally attempted to summon water without remembering the glass - and thus, the art of summoning water elementals was born. Water elementals are a wizard\'s best friend. (Felhounds are not, in fact, friendly at all.) A summoned elemental is a formidable ally in combat, a great listener, and they even taste great!',3369,11723),
(3369,'There are several wizards who have chosen to follow the refreshing path of conjuration. Captain Balinda Stonehearth is a fine example of a mage who has chosen to adapt conjuration magic for battle. Perhaps the most famous conjuror of our time, however, was the beloved Archmage Nileas Aran. Aran was not only noted for being able to summon several elementals at once, he also perfected a recipe for conjuring sparkling cider. It should also be noted that Nileas Aran was no simple jester. That\'s what magic is all about.',0,11723),
(3370,'<Penned by the skilled hand of Archmage Ansirem Runeweaver>',3371,11723),
(3371,'Divination is the school of magic dedicated to gathering information. Powerful divinations can allow the mage to see targets from a great distance, or even view what may normally be invisible. One of the most common uses of divination magic is scrying, which is the art of seeing something that may be far away - perhaps even on another plane of existence.',3372,11723),
(3372,'I\'d like to take this time to remind my apprentices that scrying pools are not a toy. They are absolutely not to be used for displaying students of the opposite sex on a �pay per view� basis. Consider this your last warning.',3373,11723),
(3373,'The legendary archmage known as Medivh is perhaps the greatest known master of divination. His potent spells allowed him to peer into the world of Draenor from our home in Azeroth - and perhaps even beyond. We can only speculate at the true depths of the power that Medivh once held.',0,11723),
(3374,'<Penned by the skilled hand of Archmage Ansirem Runeweaver> ',3375,11723),
(3375,'Enchantment is the process of imbuing an object - or person - with magical power. Some enchantments are temporary, while others can offer permanent benefits. Enchanting can be difficult to learn, but it is one of the most potentially lucrative forms of magic to study. I highly encourage the study of enchanting, as it is one of the studies of magic that is least likely to culminate in my own destruction. ',3376,11723),
(3376,'Disenchanting is the process of dispelling or removing magic. The dispel magic spell is among the most important in a mage\'s arsenal, as it can potentially reverse the catastrophic effects of a misfired spell. It is also possible to permanently disenchant a magical item. This produces a unique form of crystallized mana that can be used in the process of imbuing another item with magical abilities. While this can get expensive, it is often one of the best ways for a young mage to study the enchanting  process.',3377,11723),
(3377,'While he has already previously been mentioned for his skill in abjuration, Prince Kael\'thas Sunstrider is also considered one of the foremost masters of enchanting in our time. He has not only mastered the creation of potent magical weapons, but the prince has also learned to manipulate these objects remotely, allowing them to fight on their own. This can quickly allow the prince to fight as if he was defended by several skilled guardians even when he is completely by himself. A potent defense, indeed. ',0,11723),
(3378,'INVINCIBLE$B$BBeloved steed of Prince Arthas Menethil$B$BLoyal and great of heart in life, may you find peace in death.$B$BPure streams and green pastures, devoted friend.',0,1),
(3379,'<Penned by the skilled hand of Archmage Ansirem Runeweaver>',3380,11723),
(3380,'Illusion is the art of deceiving reality itself. The mists of illusion can make a mage invisible or inaudible to the world or twist the image of a location into something entirely different. Illusion can be used for disguise or manipulation, but beware, spells to counteract illusions exist in the divination school. It is not viable to base your entire career on illusionary magic.',3381,11723),
(3381,'Contrary to popular belief, illusions are far more than mere parlor tricks. The spell of invisibility is among the most integral in a battle mage\'s repertoire, as you will often find yourself in dangerous situations and in need of a quick method for a strategic retreat. Illusions can also be used to deceive your opponents into thinking that you are elsewhere, or even trick your enemies into fighting each other. This is no easy task, but the accomplished illusionist can turn allies into enemies - and his or her own enemies into allies.',3382,11723),
(3382,'The former archmage Jandace Barov - may her soul rest in peace - was an excellent example of a talented illusionist. In life, she developed a spell that displayed several images of her body that were nearly indistinguishable from her real form. These images duplicated her actions from different locations, making it nearly impossible for her enemies to find her. It was almost infallible. Which brings me to another lesson - almost is simply not good enough.',0,11723),
(3383,'<Penned by the skilled hand of Archmage Ansirem Runeweaver> ',3384,1),
(3384,'Necromancy is the study of magic involving the dead. It is highly illegal and should be avoided at all costs. I discuss necromancy here only because it is our obligation to have a basic understanding of the magic employed by our enemies - and make no mistake, any practitioner of necromancy is your enemy. Necromancers and their followers are the enemies of all living things. Their influence must be avoided at all costs. ',3385,1),
(3385,'Necromantic magic has many functions beyond simply raising the dead. Masters of this tainted field of magic can conjure festering diseases, harness the shadows into bolts of incendiary energy, and chill the living with the power of death. Necromancy can also be used to reconstruct the flesh of undead creatures, allowing them to function again even after the foul monsters have been destroyed. ',3386,1),
(3386,'The former archmage Kel\'Thuzad is perhaps the most notable example of a modern necromancer. He greatly contributed to the initial spread of the Scourge and the fall of Lordaeron. Now, Kel\'Thuzad reigns as a lich from the floating citadel of Naxxramas. His ongoing existence poses an imminent threat to us all. ',0,1),
(3387,'<Penned by the skilled hand of Archmage Ansirem Runeweaver> ',3388,1),
(3388,'The ninth and final school of magic is transmutation. It is among the most popular and useful of all of the schools, allowing a mage to manipulate time and space. Perhaps the most iconic Transmutation spell is Polymorph, which allows a mage to turn something - or someone - into something else. Fortunately for many of my students, the effects are not permanent. I\'ve seen more than one unwary apprentice turned into a sheep, pig, or worse - don\'t even ask what \'worse\' means. ',3389,1),
(3389,'The second most famous use for transmutation magic is teleportation. The most basic teleportation spell is blink, and it remains among the most useful. Blink can be used to quickly escape a foe - or save a mage who has accidentally fallen off a cliff. Do not attempt to use blink to escape falling to your death unless absolutely necessary. This is the kind of trick you can only fail once. ',3390,1),
(3390,'Make absolutely certain you know your destination before attempting to teleport. There\'s a reason we have very specific spells to teleport to certain locations - attempts to cast a teleportation \'on the fly\' often result in one very dead mage inside a wall, chair, or another mage. And I don\'t mean in a fun way. ',3391,1),
(3391,'Spells that manipulate time also fall into this category. The ever-popular slow fall spell is an excellent alternative to falling to your death (and much more reliable than Blink at this function). More advanced practitioners of the arcane arts can also learn a spell that slows the movements of their enemies. I\'ve heard rumors of a spell that increases movement speed as well, but I\'ve never seen it in practice. ',3392,1),
(3392,'Lady Jaina Proudmoore is a skilled practitioner of transmutation magic. She has developed a powerful variation of the popular mass-teleport spell that is capable of moving a significant percentage of her army with minimal effort. This spell helps make her extremely unpredictable on the battlefield. ',0,1),
(3393,'By Ilustriel Greenleaf\n\nStop! Think about what you\'re doing. Is arcane magic really right for you? \n\n',3394,1),
(3394,'Facts:\n- Magic is a dangerous force that leads to the deaths of millions each year.\n- Arcane magic is highly addictive. Once you start practicing magic, it\'s almost impossible to stop.\n- Learning simple arcane spells can seem innocent at first, but it\'s often a gateway to harder and harder spells. In the worst cases, you could even end up addicted to fel magic.\n- Casting magic during childbirth can cause significant risks to the health of your children.\n- Magic abuse can lead to violence and necromancy.\n- Arcane magic is not cool. ',3395,1),
(3395,'That\'s why we\'ve started the Magic Resistance Abuse Education (M.A.R.E.) program to educate people everywhere about the dangers of magic abuse. Our mission is to show the world that it\'s okay to live without magic. You can find fun elsewhere, like with flowers or basketweaving. Doesn\'t that sound exciting?',3396,1),
(3396,'In addition, our program helps recovering magic addicts re-integrate themselves into society. In the nearly 6 days of our existence, our program has established a very strong relationship with the Priestess of Elune and the Cenarion Circle. These organizations are capable and willing to help you get on the path to a speedy recovery. Remember, it\'s never too late to learn to love yourself!',3397,1),
(3397,'Contemporary Azeroth is full of unique challenges that make it very difficult to maintain a safe and magic-free lifestyle. We\'re here to help you find that safe, comfortable path. Dozens of people have already benefited from our lifestyle enriching magic-alternatives. Won\'t you be the next?',0,1),
(3398,'Feeling a little down? Need some energy? How about lots of energy? What about some hot, fiery incendiary energy?$B$BTry the new LAVA BLAST from Pyroco.  You\'ll fall in love with its sweet, refreshing taste and the  raw power within. Need a quick pick me up? No problem! LAVA BLAST will rejuvenate you even at your most exhausted. ',3399,11723),
(3399,'Severely injured? We\'ve got you covered! LAVA BLAST will give you that extra energy you need to find your way to safety!*$BDo you love fire? Have you ever thought about how awesome it would be to drink liquid fire? If so, you\'ll love new LAVA BLAST  from Pyroco! Taste the burning!$B$B*Recent studies have shown that Lava Blast may not actually assist in healing wounds in any way. There is a possibility that Lava Blast may actually cause you to bleed profusely from seemingly random orifices.',3400,11723),
(3400,'Warning:  Lava Blast is not for everyone. Pregnant women, children, and women who might become pregnant or are nursing should consult their doctors before drinking Lava Blast.$B',3401,11723),
(3401,'Possible Side Effects May Include: Dry mouth, upset stomach, dry eyes, indigestion, back pain, bone and joint pain, slight disfiguration, internal bleeding, temporary insanity, Lava Blast addiction, magic addiction, pyromania, fear of spiders, lightning eyes, heart palpitations, fever, spontaneous child birth, lack of sleep, vulnerability to cold iron, hysteria, random songs popping into your head, asthma, demonic possession, headaches, footaches, the inability to use the letter \'R\', and death.$B',3402,11723),
(3402,'Caution: Drinking multiple Lava Blasts in rapid succession can result in spontaneous combustion.$$BBTry new LAVA BLAST now!',0,11723),
(3403,'Antonidas was but a mere boy when he became an apprentice to one of the Kirin Tor.  He was a tenacious learner, pouring over books in the magical libraries of Dalaran.  After only a few short years of studying under the sect, Antonidas had outclassed his peers and earned their admiration, as well as the respect of his elders.',3404,17538),
(3404,'At the age of 12, Antonidas\' thesis, \"The Ramifications of Refining Reverse Time Travel Phenomena into Quantifiable Magical Practice\" earned him the Kirin Tor Sash of Supreme Acumen, the youngest ever to receive the award. Shortly thereafter the Ruling Council offered him official placement in the Kirin Tor Advanced Research and Illumination Sect, also the youngest to receive an official invitation.',3405,17538),
(3405,'As the mage grew older, he continued to learn and hone his abilities.  His natural talent for defensive magic and wisdom beyond his years made Antonidas an ideal candidate for a position on the Council of Six, which he eventually attained.  Antonidas proved not only wise and fair, but infinitely regimented in goal to become more knowledgeable. He quickly became one of the dominant voices of Dalaran.',3406,17538),
(3406,'Before the Second War, leaders of each of the Azerothian nations met in Lordaeron to discuss the threat of the orc invasion.  Archmage Antonidas attended the summit on behalf of the Council of Six, pledging loyalty to the Alliance on Dalaran\'s behalf. He also monitored the progress of the young but extremely talented mage Khadgar, who had served as Medivh\'s apprentice during the first war.  In the aftermath of the Second War, Antonidas promoted Khadgar to the rank of archmage and placed him in a position of authority over the mission to enter the Dark Portal and investigate Draenor.',3407,17538),
(3407,'After the Second War, Antonidas investigated the lethargy of the orcs.  The archmage published several theses on his research:\r\n\r\n\"The Causality of War: A Comprehensive Study on Orc Lassitude.\"\r\n\r\n\"The Contrast of Orc Tradition, Sociology, and Psychological Practices from Before and After the Second War.\"\r\n\r\n\"Empirical Study on the Formulation and History of High Profile Fel Magics, and their Relation to the Orc Race.\"',3408,17538),
(3408,'The consensuses of many of these reports are largely inconclusive. Antonidas himself has said on occasion that finding a cure for the malaise of the orcs would be an almost unachievable venture. His formal conclusion was that the orcs\' only path to a healthy lifestyle would be a spiritual one.',0,17538),
(3409,'Stresses on the fragile Alliance increased following the Second War due to overflowing internment camps and the taxes that were raised to support them.  The lack of a common enemy meant there was no reason to put aside the politics and petty squabbles that had defined the Azerothian nations before the orcs invaded from Draenor during the First War.',3410,11685),
(3410,'In addition to this, a plague had developed in the north.  Having investigated the matter, Antonidas discovered that Kel\'Thuzad, a member of the Kirin Tor, had been practicing necromancy, and suspected that the plague of the north was magical in nature.  Headed by the Archmage, the rulers of Dalaran suggested quarantining the affected areas.',3411,11685),
(3411,'Fearful of the backlash it would create, King Terenas failed to listen to their pleas.  It was in this climate that a prophet came to the now elderly Archmage.  He warned of the plague, telling Antonidas that Azeroth was lost.  The prophet advised Antonidas that the only way to save his people was to head west to the continent of Kalimdor.',3412,11685),
(3412,'But Antonidas was now in his seventies.  He was wise, but also increasingly cautious and stubborn.  Even though his apprentice, Lady Jaina Proudmore, sensed the prophet\'s great power and suggested heeding his words, Antonidas dismissed the prophet\'s words as those of a madman.',3413,11685),
(3413,'The archmage decided instead to continue his efforts to investigate the plague in the north from the safety of his city. See: \"The Journal of Archmage Antonidas\" for his research on the plague.  Ultimately, he sent Jaina to investigate the matter.  She was to be accompanied by Prince Arthas Menethil.',0,11685),
(3414,'While Antonidas investigated ways to stop the plague, Arthas had fallen into madness, razing Stratholme and traveling to Northrend to hunt the Dreadlord Mal\'ganis.  Before the aging archmage could find a cure, Arthas, accompanied by the Lich Kel\'Thuzad and an undead army, marched south through Tirisfal and Lordaeron, destroying everything in their path and fueling the war machine with their wake.',3415,11723),
(3415,'Soon they were at Antonidas\' doorstep, looking to destroy Dalaran and take the Book of Medivh, with which they planned to summon the demon Archimonde.  $B$BAntonidas stood before Arthas and his undead army, refusing to give up the book or the city.  Using his unparalleled skills of defensive magic, Antonidas set up a magical field that would destroy any undead that touched it (an earlier version of the defensive fields used today).',3416,11723),
(3416,'Sadly, this was not enough, and Arthas found a way to dispel the enchantment.  He marched straight into Dalaran and murdered Antonidas in cold blood.  Kel\'Thuzad and Arthas entered the Violet Citadel, took the Book of Medivh, and summoned Archimonde.  $B$BAs the undead army left the city in search of new targets, Archimonde demolished its structures, bringing its magical spires crashing to the ground.  Antonidas\' Dalaran, now leaderless and in shambles, was no more.',3417,11723),
(3417,'[Epilogue]$B$BHaving fallen in battle defending the only home he knew, Antonidas\' legacy continues to be an example for those who live on. His accomplishments, valor, and memory are a testament to the survival of the old world and its new legacy. In this world of constant war, the fragile bonds of a new Alliance are but a tribute to the memory and fortitude of one of Lordaeron\'s bravest sons and greatest heroes.$B',0,11723),
(3419,'The Fluffy Bunny         $BBy Jepetto Joybuzz, Toymaker$B$B<The entire book is covered with large colorful pictures that are accompanied by short sentences.>',3420,11723),
(3420,'Once upon a time there was a bunny.  His name was Fluffy.',3421,11723),
(3421,'All day long he nibbled on flowers.  \"Flowers taste good!\" Fluffy would tell his friend.  $B',3422,11723),
(3422,'His friend\'s name was Wuffy.  Wuffy was a worg.  $B',3423,11723),
(3423,'Wuffy loved to follow Fluffy around the field, watching him eat.  $B',3424,11723),
(3424,'One day, while Fluffy was nibbling on some yummy grass, Wuffy came right up to him and ate him.  $B',3425,11723),
(3425,'\"Fluffy tastes good!\" Wuffy exclaimed.                                         $B',3426,11723),
(3426,'The moral of the story: Don\'t be friends with worgs.              $B',0,11723),
(3432,'Oct 8.$B$BAs I have said before, I am becoming increasingly disturbed by the dangerously vast potential of certain schools of magic, and the contrasting amount of laws and boundaries that should be set to limit them. Furthermore, comprehensive research on these volatile schools shows a trend of decreasing academic prerequisites yielding increasingly powerful outcomes. $B',3433,11723),
(3433,'A student of mine asked me today, \"Why are there so many limitations on traditional portals, when Fel portals can be made twice as large and last ten times as long?\" The student was not yet educated in the abstraction of what is practical versus what is achievable, yet the question held within me a certain duality: What future is there for the established practices of magic when so many wild variations threaten to overshadow them? $B',3434,11723),
(3434,'I do all I can to stifle studies of Fel magics and necromancy here, yet I find myself both disturbed and enthralled by their potential. I refuse to believe that that their efficiency so soundly trumps the common criticisms of being unstable or \"evil\" that these schools hold the monopoly of avenues for magical progress. Yet when witnessing the massive infernal for one\'s self, or seeing acres of land blighted at the wave of a hand, I fear my beliefs may soon shift from gospel to dogma in the minds of my peers.$B',3435,11723),
(3435,'Oct 16.$B$BMy primary focus has shifted to research of the plague that ravages the north. I\'ve canceled most of my classes to focus on research of this terrible anomaly. $BWith immense precaution I\'ve procured a shipment of the infested grain. Immediately I was both impressed and suspicious with how innocuous the whole package presented itself. There was no discoloration, no discernable odor, and no variation at all from any other sheaf of grain. $BAt that moment it was no longer a mystery how this plague spread so quickly. $B',3436,11723),
(3436,'Oct 17.$BFurther study of the plague has yielded disturbing conclusions, and even more disturbing implications. $BInitial testing showed the plague had only minor effects on non-human creatures. Symptoms ranged from fatigue, nausea, fever, to minor hallucinations, but rarely resulted in death. On human tissue, however, the plague acts uniformly and with unprecedented expediency towards necrosis.$B',3437,11723),
(3437,'It would be foolish to think that such an efficient human killer only being found in human rations is a coincidence. While it\'s certainly possible that these two occurrences are unrelated, I\'ve decided to delegate more resources towards finding the source of this plague, for I fear there are intelligent hands pushing it upon our kin. $B$BMore research must be done here at Dalaran, however. I will decide who to send to investigate in my stead at a later date, after some heavy deliberation. ',3438,11723),
(3438,'Oct 18.$B$BI\'ve stumbled upon a key factor of this plague, one so cleverly hidden in its methodology that I\'ve come to two immutable conclusions: That its development was for the singular purpose of ending human life, and its inception was at the hands of an intelligent being. $BLong term affliction of the plague causes a certain reanimation of activity in the dead. This activity is very small at first, and I disregarded it as a minor side-effect. However, this energy remained persistent and unwavering. A thought struck me, one which was both surprising and strong: The corpse was waiting for something. $B',3439,11723),
(3439,'At that moment I did not have any evidence to prove it, but I nonetheless I spent time pursuing it. I used my limited knowledge of necromancy and casted simple curses on the corpse. At the time I had no motivation to raise the dead, only to change or distinguish the radiating energy off the corpse. Imagine my surprise when it sprung to life and attacked me.$B',3440,11723),
(3440,'I did not hesitate to incinerate it to dust, and I now I regret doing so. But I was able to prove my unprovoked theory, that the corpse (and by extension the plague that saturates it) was indeed waiting for further commands. It\'s clear that those who die by this plague are only lying dormant in their graves, awaiting one skillful in necromancy to awaken them.$B$B In short, it is indisputable that the plague is magical in nature.  $B',3441,11723),
(3441,'Oct 20.$B$BI have decided to send my most trusted disciple, Jaina Proudmoore, to investigate the source of the plague. Based on my research, I believe only my most skillful disciple will be able to handle the unknown challenges that await such an endeavor. She will take with her a copy of this journal and my other research documents regarding the plague. Indeed I will make it public, for all people need to become aware of this imminent threat. $B',3442,11723),
(3442,'I only wish I could investigate it myself, but Terenas has proven to be predictably stubborn to my requests. It is paramount that I convince him to quarantine the north. Little else matters at this point in time. Regardless, I have the fullest faith in Jaina\'s cunning. If she or I cannot put an end to this infestation, I doubt anyone can.$B$B-Antonidas-$B<This is marked with the seal of the Council of Six>$B',0,11723),
(3443,'It is not our intention to replace popular transportation methods such as ships, zeppelins, and flightmasters. These are cheap, practical, and safe methods of transportation. Portals, when used properly, are just as safe and certainly faster. HOWEVER, in practice portals have a history of being a burden on any society in which it is offered to the general public. Of all the major spells developed and maintained by the Kirin Tor (including polymorph), portal technology is the closest to becoming banished from anything but emergency usage.',3444,11685),
(3444,'Why all the trouble? First, Ley Lines don\'t grow on trees. Massive traffic through a Line from all over Azeroth wears down the infrastructure and must be periodically replaced. We charge the mage for every portal via reagent taxes, and encourage mages to pass off these charges to those using the portal. But these taxes don\'t even begin to cover the time cost of replacing a Line, only the materials. $B',3445,11685),
(3445,'Remember that a portal most used is a portal most efficient: More persons using a single portal causes no further stress to the Ley Lines, and is encouraged. A \"Portalpooling\" program is in the works that will give tax breaks to mages who create portals for no less than (5) persons. Read your latest issue of \"Kirin Tor Monthly\" to see the progress of the Portalpooling program. $B',3446,11685),
(3446,'Second, while a properly used portal is just as safe as your average zeppelin trip (maybe more so considering the engineering practices of goblins), an improperly used portal can potentially yield dire results. Here is a list of immutable regulations for appropriate portal usage:$B',3447,11685),
(3447,'Rule #1: Do not create a portal to anywhere but the designated Kirin Tor portal drop-off zones. The most dangerous aspect of the portal spell is its vast potential. We realize it\'s easy for a mage to create a door to anywhere, so our only way to combat such potentially deadly acts is to make it punishable by death. $BSpecial Issue License D-6 permits open portal usage, but is rarely issued. Speak with your local Portal Trainer about qualifying for this license. $B',3448,11685),
(3448,'Rule #2: Create a portal in the proper place, and use it in the proper way. Do not create a portal beneath the feet of someone. Do not linger halfway in and out of a portal. The portal is not a garbage disposal. The portal is not a shield. Do not use a portal like an umbrella, or any kind of shelter from the elements. $B',3449,11685),
(3449,'Do not back out of a portal after partially entering it. Do not try and \"grab\" the edges of the portal, either from the inside or the outside. A portal does not create \"handlebars\" to assist usage, and disruption of its boundaries is dangerous. $B',3450,11685),
(3450,'Rule #3: Never force or trick anyone to go through a portal. Not only is this is a great way to lose repeat customers, it\'s also incredibly dangerous (See Rule #2). $B',3451,11685),
(3451,'Rule #4: Do not have someone who is polymorphed enter a portal. This has yet to not cause an explosion. This is also covered in \"Polymorphic Rules & Regulations.\"$B',3452,11685),
(3452,'Rule #5: Do not remove the liquid filter from a portal spell. Portals innately prevent large amounts of flowing water through them so that they can be cast underwater. To allow for water elementals to use a portal, this filter can be omitted when casting. Do not omit this when underwater! We feel obligated to mention Moderately Severe Claims Disaster Case 34-zz: \"The Great Lakeshire Drought & The Great Ironforge Flood of 24 A.D.\"$B',3453,11685),
(3453,'Rule #6: Standard Portal dimensions are 3 yards, 1 foot, 3 and 3/4 inches tall, 2 yards, 8 feet, 9 and 15/16 inches wide. Double-wide portal creation requires Special Issue License G-16, and is commonly issued to mages with a clean portal record of 8 years or more. Speak with your local Portal Trainer about qualifying for this license. $B$B<This goes on for hundreds of pages>$B',0,11685),
(3454,'Species altercation has the highest potential for abuse and disaster, and is the source of the most number of complaints to the Kirin\'Tor. Polymorphic study has been under constant scrutiny and threat of removal for years, but only recently have these tribulations increased exponentially. In order for this spell to continue to be sanctioned certain guildless must be put in place to throttle the increasing number of tragedies reckless polymorphs have caused.',3455,1),
(3455,'Rule #1: Do not turn a creature of lesser intelligence into a creature of higher intelligence - Cerebral brain function rarely translates in a polymorph... But sometimes it does. Voracious creatures such as serpents and wolves need not have their predatory instincts honed with a human mind. We feel obligated to quote Small Claims Disaster Case 12651-B, Labelled, \"Bartholemew: The Bear who Bears Arms.',3456,1),
(3456,'Rule #2: Use simplified creatures for polymorphs - Many rogue mage disciples sanction exotic creature polymorphic studies. But in a desperate effort to lower Kirin\'Tor insurance claims we are ceasing to support these types of creatures. Sheep are acceptable creatures for any situation. But there are several other common creature types that are supported (Read the latest edition of the Kirin\'Tor Montly for an up-to-date list). Polymorphing into creatures like oozes, ethereals, silithid, and worst of all dragonkin is severely punishable which brings us to...',3457,1),
(3457,'Rule #3: Polymorphic debaucheries are to be disposed of in a timely and DISCRETE manner - The Public need not bear witness to the horrendous abominations wrought from a botched polymorph. Accidents happn, and the Kirin\'Tor understands this. However public viewing of creatures like the Were-Whale, Mur-Elf, Amphibious Worgen, Flying Ooze, Grypho-Hippo-Wyvern, Qiraji Bunny, and the infamous \"Blue-Checkered Cube\" give us all a bad reputation.',3458,1),
(3458,'Rule #4: Do not polymorph a creature into another more powerful creature - While this looks like plain commen sense, we feel obligated to quote Mildly Severe Claims Disaster Case 8791-E, Labeled, \"Magus John Quint: Liquefied by Sickly Deer turned Violently Confused Molten Giant.\"',3459,1),
(3459,'Rule #5: Do not polymorph anything that is halfway through a portal - This has yet to not cause an explosion. This is also covered in \"Thinking with Portals: A Memorandum on Proper Portal Usage.\"',3460,1),
(3460,'Rule #6: Do not polymorph inanimate objects! - We can\'t believe the Kirin\'Tor is receiving reports of this, but such a heinous act caused the development of the brand new Highly Severe Claims Disaster Case 1-A, \"My Kingdom For A Horse: The One Hundred and Fifty Reasons Why A Kingdom Should Not Be Turned Into A Horse.\" <This goes on for hundreds of pages>',0,1),
(3461,'Short range full-body instant cast teleportations have specific rules and boundaries which must be adhered to at all times. This book is a guideline for proper usage of this travel option, to ensure a safe and expedient teleportation.$B',3462,11723),
(3462,'Rule #1: Never blink into space occupied by anyone else. Blink, as it has been taught, replaces the air and water from the casters target position, to the casters starting position. The spells success and widespread use is based on its simple elegance: The real objective of the spell is to replace the casters body with whatever is in front of them - the fact that the caster is moved to that area is the side-effect. $B',3463,11723),
(3463,'The spell is elegant enough to recognize and avoid people most of the time. Immense Kirin Tor resources are being spent to perfect an already nearly flawless spell, but be warned that deliberate blinking into others may result in one of three outcomes: The caster replaces the target, the target replaces the caster, or both occupy the same space, creating a sickly abomination the likes of which even The Scourge would exile from their ranks. If you would like to prevent one of these three tragedies, please be mindful of your blink target areas. Which brings us to...$B',3464,11723),
(3464,'Rule #2: Look where you\'re going! After a staggering number of incidences that were the product of people violating Rule #1, the Kirin Tor has moved this rule up from its previous position at #8 to here. We understand that accidents happen, but some accidents are not so easily remedied. Remember mages, look both ways before crossing the Astral Plane!$B',3465,11723),
(3465,'Rule #3: Don\'t blink to anywhere you can\'t see. This is a variation of Rule #2 that deserves special mention, due to the fact that this rule is the one most commonly broken on purpose. Like Rule #2, we have gotten increasing reports of mages meeting tragic ends with their blink. Some mages admitted to consciously trying to blink through walls, into dark areas, and even inside crates in a desperate attempt to hide from pursuers. We cannot stress enough how foolish this is. $B',3466,11723),
(3466,'Solid matter is connected to itself rigidly enough to, well, make it solid. Unlike air and water, which can be easily separated and swapped, the bonds of solids WILL translate onto the caster. The Kirin Tor feels obligated to list all documented Small Claims Disaster Cases pertaining to blinking inside solid objects. Memorize these claims, and avoid making the same mistakes yourselves:$B',3467,11723),
(3467,'10012-c: \"Removal of bar stool from hip of Squibly Ratchetdibble via fire. Collateral burns minimal.\"$B$B19798-g: \"Removal of (3) mithril support rods from head of Jenus Killian via corrosive brew. Thanks to RAS for donation of mentioned brew. Side-effect: Permanent hair loss of affected area.\"$B$B14761-aa: \"Removal of Cynthia Wallerby from side of barn via Goblin Shredder. Collateral damage is, unfortunately, severe. However, Mrs. Wallerby can still enjoy a full life with one hand and foot.\"',3468,11723),
(3468,'16616-x: \"Removal of Harland Wilson from statue of General Turalyon via magma, shipped from Ironforge. Collateral damage moderate. Mr. Wilson was unharmed, but nearby school children witnessed the General being melted to retrieve him, and were consequently scarred for life.\"$B$B11773-c: \"Removal of (6) Snapvine Watermelons from torso of Sinella Redblade. Collateral damage minimal. (4) melons salvaged and donated to local orphanage.\"$B$B<This goes on for hundreds of pages>$B',0,11723),
(3469,'As you are all well aware, we as an organization make a regular habit of combing the local reaches of the twisting nether for misplaced objects. This has turned up all manner of wayward treasure, from errant magical essences to crackling shards of mystic power to entire suits of armor and powerful weaponry. Increasingly of late, however, we have also begun to turn up garbage and refuse as well.',3470,17538),
(3470,'The sheer vastness of the nether is no excuse for using it as a garbage repository! Your Portal and Teleport spells are a great privilege and responsibility, and carelessly casting the waste from your noontime meals into a portal could have GRAVE CONSEQUENCES for all of Azeroth! Please secure all objects when traveling via portal and report any lost objects to the Kirin Tor council at once. Read the latest edition of \"Thinking with Portals - A Memorandum on Proper Portal Usage\" for all information regarding portal use. ',3471,17538),
(3471,'If this problem grows any further out of hand, I will be forced to insist that all portal travelers relinquish their weaponry and personal hygiene supplies before embarking. And the next time my lecture notes appear among the rubbish, I will personally transform the heads of all apprentices into dunce caps!\r\n\r\n--Archmage Runeweaver \r\n',0,17538),
(3472,'From the desk of the esteemed Archmage Ansirem Runeweaver$B',3473,11723),
(3473,'I prithee not think ill of my making light of the situation, but we shant be seeing Apprentice Argoly around any longer. Archmage Ataeric has been rushing his students through training and sending me thick-skulled nincompoops who can scarcely conjure their own drink! If I\'m to expect these buffoons to do the work of skilled magi, then woe that this boy couldn\'t handle a simple errand.$B',3474,11723),
(3474,'The grasses in Alterac are hearty and impart a strong, earthy flavor to hot tea. I sent the boy foraging around the outskirts of the floating city to find fresh grass. It slipped my mind that he never came back, as I was busied with correcting yet another bumbling apprentice who\'d set fire to a 200-year-old tapestry.$B',3475,11723),
(3475,'It struck me that Argoly had grinned like a fool when I presented him the task, but I shooed him away to his work. I finally had my answer this morning when I sent my attendant down to the surface to retrieve an important memo I\'d lost to the breeze while gazing over the frozen wastes below us. She returned hurriedly to inform me that Argoly\'s remains were found in a broken slump on the tundra.$B',3476,11723),
(3476,'I\'d no doubt of the boy\'s hand in his own demise when I found a folded pouch of Felweed tucked into his robes. It would seem that Argoly took my invitation to \"go get some grass\" quite literally, and busied himself with chewing it before setting to work on my task. The rest, I trust, you can gather on your own.$B',0,11723),
(3477,'<This flier was recently pasted here. Residue of glue on the stone shows that many fliers have previously occupied this location.>$B',3478,11723),
(3478,'Hark!$B$BMagic is not what you have been taught. Its dangers far exceed the greatest gifts it may bring! Question your Elders, that you may know the truth. Act now while there is time to save yourselves! Learn the ways of Nature and share in the balance of all things, ere your destructive ways upset it beyond repair.$B$B<An unfamiliar seal decorates the bottom of the flier.>$B',0,11723),
(3479,'Thule Ravenclaw$B$BThough accounts vary wildly, many recent  events transpiring in Tirisfal Glades and Silverpine Forest seem to indicate that Thule Ravenclaw had willingly sided with the Scourge. The husk of Fenris Keep on Lordamere Lake may yield clues, but our attention must remain elsewhere at present.$B',3480,11723),
(3480,'Gunther Arcanus$B$BPresumably killed during the events of the third war and lost to the Scourge.$B$BGunther was last in possession of my favorite pipe. Should his remains turn up, I would be most gracious for its return!$B',3481,11723),
(3481,'Bethor Iceshard$B$BKilled during the events of the third war. Bethor is known to have risen as a member of the Forsaken and should be treated as an agent of the Horde in all dealings.$B',0,11723),
(3482,'Rheanna,$B$BI can scarcely pass the seconds in your absence. My every waking moment yearns for your touch, your sweet, woolen caress.$B$BWere the stars to fall from the sky, I\'d catch not a one amid the brighter light burning, blinding, beyond the the infinity of your eyes.$B',3483,11723),
(3483,'Rheanna,$B$BThe crescent moon wanes, and my fingertips bristle with anticipation at the thought of the new moon, its inky void stretching the breadth of the night sky to hide our sinful pleasures.$B$BI am breathless, airless, gasping for the breath I breathe alongside thee.$B',3484,11723),
(3484,'Rheanna,$B$BThe eve has come, and the cold night air\'s my only companion. The stiff branches stand stolid watch o\'er the grove where we kept council, their bony fingers slapping me for a fool as I forage for thee amid the foliage.$B$BI ache for thee where only a man may ache for his woman. $B',3485,11723),
(3485,'Rheanna,$B$BImagine my surprise at the postman\'s refusal to take my letter to thee! Surely, this is a mistake? Mine eyes scour over the meticulous copies I\'ve made of each of my past letters, but I can find no cause for errant worry. I shall deliver this letter by hand if the damned fool is convinced that my love of loves would refuse my correspondence!$B',3486,11723),
(3486,'Good Sir;$B$BLady Rheanna has demanded explicitly that no communication on your part should reach her under any circumstances. You are hereby ordered to refrain from such.$B$BMilady also wishes me, briefly, to inform you that the incident involving your untimely polymorph spell, while intriguing, was an accident she does not wish to revisit.',0,11723),
(3487,'Dalaran Dining Guide$BWhen Inzi Charmlight opened A Hero\'s Welcome shortly after the city relocated, locals and visitors alike lined up to lay their weapons down and sink their teeth into a tough hunk of bread!  Seating is ample, prices are fair and the full bar offers indulgences from all over the world to help you feel satisfyingly heroic.  No matter what you order, save room for the Mead-Basted Caribou!',3488,14007),
(3488,'For regional fare in a less boisterous setting, try the Hocus Pocus Inn near the center of town.  The open, airy inn is easy to find and serves light meals with pleasant conversation in a relaxed, library-like atmosphere.  The regulars are primarily exhausted students of the arcane; no wonder the real star of the show is the incredibly skilled food that prepares and cooks itself at your table!',3489,14007),
(3489,'If you are looking for a bed, a bar and not much else, look no further than the Filthy Animal!  The bar area is dark and authentically malodorous, replete at all hours with individuals of questionable character.  The menu boasts such delicacies as Briny Hardcheese and it would take an army of enchanted dancing mops and buckets to make the sleeping quarters habitable.  A Horde paradise indeed!',0,14007),
(3490,'<The worn journal\'s entries are separated by illegible or missing sheets.>$B$BWhat would Nikolai think?  I wouldn\'t dream of telling him about the voice, but I can barely speak around him anyway.  Perhaps the voice is my conscience...$B',3491,11723),
(3491,'...It\'s not so much an echo as it is a comforting voice in my head,peassuring me that there\'s more to come.  It feels like the opposite of a headache (if that makes any sense), a wave of warmth and ideas.  For example: I knew the librarian kept some materials secret, but the voice tells me she has demonic literature and that even so, her understanding of demons is laughable at best.$B',3492,11723),
(3492,'My conscience was right again.  I am more than adept at the simple spellwork they teach us at school.  For every biscuit my peers conjure, I can make a meal.  Nikolai can see the change within me.  Is he scared?  My conscience tells me that\'s what the elder mages call respect.',3493,11723),
(3493,'I could seek him out... he\'s surely in the north!  I can see the way clearly.  Redemption can\'t be impossible.  It can\'t be too late.  I can make him whole again, or better!  With my powers growing, amplified, I can make us all so happy!  Mother, Father, Nikolai... we can all be one, together...$B',3494,11723),
(3494,'Nikolai fears me; his eyes betray what his lips won\'t say.  It\'s fine; our history and my conscience agree that respect and fear are the same.  If he leaves me, I\'ll make sure that whoever dares to touch what\'s mine lives to regret it.  They\'ll all be ours in the end, my sisters.$B',3495,11723),
(3495,'  ...with threats to report or expel me if I don\'t return his cat to normal.  What\'s abnormal about an old cat?  I would have liked to do it to him instead.  How dare they defend him when he stood up to me in front of Nikolai?$B',3496,11723),
(3496,'Mother had the nerve to scold me.  Doesn\'t she realize who I am?  I can feel him calling to me.  This city and these people don\'t deserve me.  More than enough of the provisions I\'d need are in the kitchen.  Nikolai, Mother, even that blasted cat... they\'ll do anything I want and stay with me forever.  The money in Mother\'s dresser is mine by right; only I can help him.$B$B<The rest of the pages are empty.>$B',0,11723),
(3497,'So You Think You Can Cast: Frequently Asked Questions from First-Time Mages:$B$B',3502,11723),
(3498,'BUR - An aggressively passionate mating call.$BWhat can I do fer ye? - Beer sold here.$BHi - A threatening war cry, especially when accompanied by a wave or bow.$BHow are you? - Was your mother really a reptile?$BKing\'s Honor, friend! - I\'m starving!',0,11723),
(3500,'- Fight fire with fire!  Just because a monster\'s body is completely made of flames doesn\'t mean that your fireball spell won\'t work.  Give it a shot!  The results might surprise you.$B$B- Dress for success!  Studies show that mages who pay attention to their wardrobe are FAR more effective than those who wear older, lower-quality clothing.  Have you updated your robe lately?$B$B- Know your role!  At first glance, your staff may look like an effective melee weapon, but it\'s not.  Let the guys with the big shiny armor stand in front.  That being said...$B',3501,11403),
(3501,'- Friendly fire!  Don\'t doubt yourself - go ahead and cast that spell!  It\'s OK if you miss; your arcane missiles probably won\'t hit your friends.$B$B- Get a job!  A great way to build your skill is to ask people if they need any help with anything.  You\'d be surprised how many people are looking for a good mage to hire!  Contrary to what you might think, even the simplest act of delivering a package can make you a better caster.$B$B- The daily grind!  You may have heard about some mages choosing to mindlessly and repetitively kill monsters - often several at a time - in order to practice their spellcasting.  While this is a legitimate and often effective method to become more powerful, over extended periods of time, it will rot your brain.$B',0,11403),
(3502,'Q: I\'m having trouble casting any spells at all.  What can I do?$B$BA: You may be suffering from dehydration.  If you\'re having trouble casting a spell that you know you know, try drinking a glass of water!  Proper hydration is critical to effective spellcasting.$B',3503,11723),
(3503,'Q: I can\'t cast fireblast!  I just cast it a couple seconds ago and now it\'s not working.  Help!$B$BA: Having trouble casting a spell?  Did you just cast it a few seconds ago?  Some spells just won\'t work twice in quick succession.  Try mixing in a few different spells while you\'re waiting.$B',3504,11723),
(3504,'Q: I peeked at my friend\'s spellbook in the locker room, and he already has way more spells than I do!  What\'s wrong with me?$B$BA: First of all, this is COMPLETELY NORMAL.  Be sure to talk to your trainer regularly.  He or she may be able to teach you some new incantations.  If not, you probably just need more practice with the spells you already know.  Be patient, you\'ll get your spells!$B',3505,11723),
(3505,'Q: My co-workers all seem to be doing more damage than I do.  How can I catch up with them without looking like a dufus?$B$BA: It\'s not all about damage.  You can aid your group in other ways - Arcane Refreshment spells are a good example.  If that doesn\'t pan out, perhaps a career in the arcane arts isn\'t the right career path for you.  We hear that hunting is easy!$B',0,11723),
(3506,'Entry 1)  First, an introduction.  I am Archmage Vargoth, leader of the first Kirin Tor expedition to Draenor.  We have accompanied Alliance forces through the Dark Portal, and now set up base camp - Kirin\'Var Village - in Farahlon, near the ancestral home of the Laughing Skull clan of orcs.  Such a lovely place!$B',3507,11723),
(3507,'Entry 42)  Ley-line excavations continue, with pleasant results.  We were surprised to find several similarities in the ley-line structures between Azeroth and Draenor, possibly indicating a similar genesis?$BMy close associate Naberius reports that the Laughing Skulls have established a truce with the Alliance forces in the area. Always distrustful of orcs, I thought to myself, \"This could be heaven or this could be hell.\"$B',3508,11723),
(3508,'Entry 205) Most of the Alliance forces have left for Azeroth.  Hopefully the carefully-compiled reports that we sent with General Turalyon will make it back to Dalaran safely.$BNer\'zhul\'s reckless portals have torn Farahlon apart, its green hills now quickly crumbling as the Twisting Nether corrupts the earth.  I have to find a passage back to the place I was before!$B',3509,11723),
(3509,'Entry 1363) Year 14, and Kirin\'Var still stands.  We gather daily for a feast conjured by Luminrath, and Dathric\'s steely mageblade has managed to protect the village from intruders.  The destruction of Draenor has proven to be a mixed blessing as the magical events that followed have proven more interesting than we expected!$B',3510,11723),
(3510,'Entry 1969)  $B<This page is hastily scribbled, in stark contrast to the perfect calligraphy of the earlier entries.>$B$BWe\'ve been attacked... Kael\'thas\' army... thousands of them!!$BFloating ships... far larger than any zeppelin I\'ve seen... strong, foreign magical energy... and some sort of mana bomb?$BI\'ve cast a protective ward on the tower... no sign of the others...$B$B<the writing trails off>$B',3511,11723),
(3511,'Entry 1970)  Kael\'s forces took us completely by surprise, and have trapped me in Kirin\'Var\'s tower.  An arcane golem guards the door below, programmed to aggrieve.  I can study all the books I want, but I can never leave!$BThough Kael\'s magic prevents me from communicating with him, I sense that my apprentice Ravandwyr still lives.$B',0,11723),
(3512,'The Old Wizard\'s Almanac: The Alliance$B$BAs a historically Alliance-friendly organization, one would think that the Kirin Tor might not need a guidebook outlining the Alliance races.  I feel that the opposite is true - that we can only understand the other races after truly looking inward.  - O.W.$B',3513,11723),
(3513,'Human - As adaptable a race as you will ever find, humans can be some of the most highly skilled magic-users.  Any list of the most powerful mages in history will be dominated by humans.  Perhaps most tellingly, the Old Wizard himself is a human.$B$BDwarf - Dwarves possess a moderate magical acuity, but tend to have difficulty at the higher echelons of wizardry.  While they tend to focus more on priestly endeavors, a rare few have been known to dabble in arcane or necromantic activities.$B',3514,11723),
(3514,'Gnome - Gnomes are remarkably adept arcanists.  Pound for pound, they are some of the most potent casters the world has ever known, and have always had a presence in the Kirin Tor.$B$BNight Elf - While night elves tend to avoid arcane energy like it was the Scourge, their druidic powers are second to none.',3515,11723),
(3515,'Draenei - This ancient race has brought the Alliance both powerful wizards and masterful wielders of the Light.  More recently, the Draenei have adopted shamanism after their arrival in Kalimdor.$B$BHigh Elf - The magic of the high elves is extremely powerful.  High elves possess a magical acumen that rivals that of any - even the humans.  Some of the greatest heroes in the Battle of Mount Hyjal were the High Elf priests.$B',3516,11723),
(3516,'The Old Wizard\'s Almanac: The Horde$B$BUp until the last few years, most of my information on the Horde has been anecdotal, or inferred from my few experiences in battle against them.  However, as the Kirin Tor has recently adopted a more neutral stance in Horde-Alliance relations, the amount of information on the Horde and their magic has exploded. - O.W.$B',3517,11723),
(3517,'Orc - Despite their obvious physical strength, they display a decent magical ability.  Orcs tend to make poor arcanists, but culturally have a heritage of peaceful shamanism, combined with a more recent focus on the darker magic of warlocks and necromancy.$B$BTauren - Few experiment with the arcane, but the bull-men are highly attuned to the magics of the earth.  As is the case with many nature-worshipping tribes, many follow the path of the shaman.  Furthermore, their most senior druids can rival the archdruids of Darnassus in power.$B',3518,11723),
(3518,'Troll - A surprising affinity for the magic arts belies the trolls\' barbaric reputation and history.  My Zul\'tour - an expedition into the troll empires of Zul\'Aman, Zul\'Farrak, and Zul\'Drak - has revealed a startling variety in troll casters, ranging from witch doctors to shadow priests to a bizarre animal worship that most closely resembles druidism.$B$BUndead - The undead have as much magical skill as can be expected of any living human... if not more.  Sylvanas\' Forsaken, in particular, fling spells with the frightening levels of zeal.',3519,11723),
(3519,'Blood Elf - A history of prolonged exposure to magical energy has left an indelible mark on the Blood Elves.  These lithe, magic-addicted creatures seem to fare well in any magical school they study.  Most recently, the blood elves have taken up the path of the \"Blood Knight\", which can be loosely described as a form of paladinism.$B$BTaunka - Much like their tauren cousins, taunka tend to focus on magic stemming from the earth.$B',3520,11723),
(3520,'The Old Wizard\'s Almanac: Other Arcanist-Friendly Races$B$BMagic is not limited simply to the races of the Horde and the Alliance.  Many of the creatures that make Azeroth their home are capable of thaumaturgical pursuits. - O.W.$B',3521,11723),
(3521,'Naga - While males are more suited for melee combat, female naga are incredible sorcerers, commanding the power of water and ice at their fingertips.  It should be noted that their ancient queen Azshara was reputedly one of the most powerful magic-users in Azeroth\'s history.$B$BNerubian - Only the most powerful Nerubian leaders have the capacity for magic.  However, following the onslaught of the Scourge, many plagued Nerubians have become necromancers.$B',3522,11723),
(3522,'Ogre - Most of these expatriates from Draenor focus on the path of the warrior or the ranger, but a small percentage choose a life of sorcery as ogre-magi.  Cho\'gall, one of the first ogre-magi, was an immensely powerful sorcerer (in addition to simply being immense).$B$BSatyr - These dangerous creatures have features similar to those of night elves, but twisted demonic bodies. Masters of demonic magic, satyrs are incredibly dangerous. Extreme caution is advised when approaching them.',3523,11723),
(3523,'Blue Dragons - The ancient children of Malygos are among the foremost experts on arcane magic. Some, such as the adventurous Kalecgos, are friendly to the mortal wizard and potentially could make excellent research partners. Unfortunately, recent rumors from the north indicate that some blue dragons have grown extremely hostile to other spellcasters. The reasons for this aggression are as-yet unknown.$B',3524,11723),
(3524,'The Old Wizard\'s Almanac: The Shamanic Races$B$BMy travels have introduced me to numerous societies across Azeroth, many of whom practice shamanism.  Many of these peoples live off the land, shunning advanced society for a more nature-centric existence. - O.W.$B',3525,11723),
(3525,'Quilboar - The few quilboar that remain in Kalimdor are known to practice geomancy, a crude form of shamanism.  Some plagued quilboar practice this form of magic even in undeath.$B$BGnoll - Gnolls are a strange race.  I once managed to gain the favor of a clan leader in Redridge by performing a basic cantrip - the kind taught to Dalaran\'s schoolchildren.  For a day, he was my best friend, until he forgot my trick and sicced his hunters on me.  Anyhow, when they can be bothered to pay attention long enough, gnolls tend to focus on elemental shamanism.$B',3526,11723),
(3526,'Centaur - Centaur females tend to use a dark, perverted form of shamanism.  Magic use among centaur males, on the other hand, is quite rare.$B$BWolvar - This wolverine-like group may appear primitive upon first glance.  However, their tribal leaders are often very powerful shaman.$B',3527,11723),
(3527,'Oracles - Though they are the sworn enemies of the wolvar, the oracles seem to have a nearly identical social system.  Grunt work is done by warriors, but their cultural leaders are nearly always great shamanic practitioners.$B$BFurbolg - These days, it seems few furbolg ever become shaman.  Shamanism is much more common among the free-willed furbolg tribes.  Furthermore, some free-willed furbolg are even capable of basic shapeshifting, much like a trained druid.$B',3528,11723),
(3528,'The Old Wizard\'s Almanac: Peoples of the Land$B$BShamanism isn\'t the only nature-centric magic.  Many of Azeroth\'s simpler races perform spells that stem from the the earth\'s energies, but which cannot be called shamanism.  Whether their magic powers come from the same source as the shaman\'s magic or not is a constant point of debate in the halls of the Violet Citadel. - O.W.',3529,11723),
(3529,'Tuskarr - The walrus-men practice a form of magic that, on its surface, is astonishingly similar to shamanism.  Our scholars have not yet deciphered the source of the tuskarr\'s magic.$B$BKobold - These simple creatures are only capable of simple earth magic.  My exploits as a youth taught me that a few of them have perfected a rather nasty fireball, but that\'s about it.$B',3530,11723),
(3530,'Wildkin - These feathered creatures go by many names - moonkin, owlbear, and owlkin, to name a few.  These gentle giants possess a natural, druidic energy similar to that of the night elves.$B$BHarpy - The cackling bird-women are capable of powerful elemental storm magic.  Little is known about the source of their power, as 1) they attack invaders on sight, 2) few can discern any meaning behind their shrill cries, and 3) none can tolerate the smell of their nests.$B',3531,11723),
(3531,'Murloc - For many years these enigmatic creatures appeared to be capable of only the most basic magic.  Do not be deceived by their unintelligent fae.  The fish-men are fully capable of casting potent earth and water spells, and their numbers on land increase by the day.$B$BMakrura - The lobster-like race of makrura, while widely considered to be primitive, has an innate capacity for water magic.$B',3532,11723),
(3532,'The Old Wizard\'s Almanac: Non-Magical Creatures$B$BMagic isn\'t for everyone.  The non-intelligent beasts of the world have survived for millennia on their wits alone, as have several of the simpler races.  Some races, while socially advanced, simply prefer to avoid magic in favor of other pursuits.  As Kirin Tor, it is critically important that we understand the way that these races thrive without any magic at all. - O.W.$B',3533,11723),
(3533,'Goblin - Goblins tend to be distrustful of magic, preferring to focus mainly on technological ventures.  Unlike their gnomish counterparts, they lack the capacity to understand and appreciate the arcane.  That being said, there are some that have combined their technology with magic, yielding interesting results.$B$BTrogg - These primitive creatures simply lack the intelligence necessary for magic.$B',3534,11723),
(3534,'Magnataur - The enormous magnataur have little to no magical affinity.  Magnataur casters are very rare, and tend to be follow a shamanic route if they practice magic at all.  I can tell you first-hand, however, that they won\'t go down without a fight, and their thick hides can withstand several of the most powerful frostbolts.$B$BVrykul - While Northrend\'s half-giants naturally know little to no magic, some have been trained in necromancy by the Lich King. I have also heard rumors of �rune magic� of some kind, but I have not yet had the opportunity to research this intriguing subject in depth.$B',0,11723),
(3535,'Highlord,\n$N has successfully led the campaign against the Scourge of Scourgeholme and positioned us to march upon Icecrown.\nThe masons are equipped with the supplies that they need to begin construction of Justice Keep - thanks once again to $N for $g his:her; assistance in Crystalsong Forest.\nThere remains only one last challenge: the taking of Crusader\'s Pinnacle. For it is there, at the place where we have anguished most, that I wish to begin this final chapter.\nWe await your command, sir.\nLight protect you.\n-Gustav',0,1),
(3536,'Majesty,$B$BO\' merciful king, may the Light stay your hand and steady your heart. Hold your judgment upon this fallen champion - if only for a moment - and hear my words.$B$BThe bearer of this letter is a former hero of the Alliance. Though $g he:she; carries with $g him:her; the stench of death and the look of the Scourge, $g he:she; has the soul of a champion. A soul that has only recently been reunited with the body.$B$B',3537,11159),
(3537,'$N represents a new, united front against the Lich King known as the Knights of the Ebon Blade. Yes, majesty, death knights turned against their former master. They are led by the son of Lord Alexandros Mograine - the Ashbringer. They seek what we seek, what we all seek: the end of the Scourge.$B$BI ask not that you accept $N and the Knights of the Ebon Blade into the Alliance, but only that you show tolerance.$B',3538,11159),
(3538,'Remember, sire, by blood and honor we all serve.$B$BRespectfully,$B$BHighlord Tirion Fordring$B',0,11159),
(3539,'Warchief,$B$BMighty Warchief, may the Light stay your hand and steady your heart. Hold your judgment upon this fallen champion - if only for a moment - and hear my words.$B$BThe bearer of this letter is a former hero of the Horde. Though $g he:she; carries with $g him:her; the stench of death and the look of the Scourge, $g he:she; has the soul of a champion. A soul that has only recently been reunited with the body.$B',3540,11159),
(3540,'$N represents a new, united front against the Lich King known as the Knights of the Ebon Blade. Yes, Warchief, death knights turned against their former master. They are led by the son of Lord Alexandros Mograine - the Ashbringer. They seek what we seek, what we all seek: the end of the Scourge.$B$BI ask not that you accept $N and the Knights of the Ebon Blade into the Horde, but only that you show tolerance.$B',3541,11159),
(3541,'Remember, Thrall, by blood and honor we all serve.$B$BRespectfully,$B$BHighlord Tirion Fordring$B$BP.S. Give Eitrigg my regards and please inform him that I could use a good orc by my side in Northrend - with your permission, of course.$B',0,11159),
(3542,'Archmage Antonidas, Grand Magus of the Kirin Tor$B$BThe great city of Dalaran stands once again - a testament to the tenacity and will of its greatest son.$B$BYour sacrifices will not have been in vain, dearest friend.$B$B$BWith Love and Honor,$B$BJaina Proudmoore',0,12340),
(3543,'Years and years I have been locked away in this magical prison.  Tonight, I make my escape.  I have everything I need to make my break.$B$B<Water smeared ink has ruined this section of the letter>$B$BWhy have I been here so long?  What did I do to deserve this?  Days and days of these thoughts running through my head.  What could someone do to deserve this?$B$B<Water smeared ink has ruined this section of the letter>$B$BPerhaps I will find out in another life.',0,11723),
(3544,'You have found the wreckage of a mysterious object. Beyond the flames, you are able to make out an insignia marked \"M:1815212085\". You wonder what world this object must be from...',0,1),
(3545,'Leafing through the book\'s crumbling pages reveals nothing more than descriptions of life on the Valgan farm. The changing of seasons, planting and harvesting of crops are noted, along with the births and deaths of children.$B$BThe entries end abruptly with a short description of the plague. None of the children described could have been old enough to complete training as a knight, if any survived the plague at all.',0,1),
(3546,'The first half of the journal seems to be nothing more than the ledger for Mr. Cooper\'s business. Handwritten columns of figures note the production and sale of barrels to the inhabitants of Moonbrook and even a few clients in Stormwind itself.$B$BThe back half of the book seems to have been Mr. Cooper\'s journal, where he discusses leaving the family business to his younger brother. You find no mention of children.',0,11403),
(3547,'<It appears Archavon has been keeping a journal. It appears to be written in multiple languages. A tally has been kept on the cover. >$B$BHorde:   $B  Keep Defended: $4024w$B  Keep Captured: $4022w$B$BAlliance:$B  Keep Defended: $4025w$B  Keep Captured: $4023w$B$BDay 10$BThe Makers are gone.  I have been left to watch.$B                -ARCHAVON$B',3548,12340),
(3548,'Day 10500: $BThe halls are quiet.  Empty. $B$BI thought the Makers want me to watch the hall, but they never specifically said, �Archavon, watch the hall... Maybe it\'s okay if I watch outside too?  It would probably be less boring outside.  It\'s decided - I am now responsible for watching the hall AND the outside.  I shall take on my new responsibility next month.$B                -ARCHAVON$B$BDay 20120:$BThe outside is much more open than the hall.  There are convenient cliffs and mountains bordering it.  I\'m now confident that the Makers meant for me to watch this too.  I hope they don\'t notice that I\'ve only been in the hall for the first decade.$B                -ARCHAVON$B',3549,12340),
(3549,'Day 1051213:$BI invented a new game today too, it\'s called \"Kick the Revenant.\"  I made it from the front of the keep to the main road today.  Before next year, I\'m going to try to land it over the river.$B                -ARCHAVON$B$BDay 2145617:$BSome little green people came today.  I have added them to my watching responsibilities.$B                -ARCHAVON$B$BDay 2145657:$BThe little green people have built extra buildings here now.  More buildings seems good.  I think I will speak to them this week and thank them.$B                -ARCHAVON$B$BDay 214566:$BI thanked one of the little green people today for the extra buildings.  He told me that he\'d be bringing more people for me to watch soon - lots of them.$B$BI\'m excited to have more things to watch.$B                -ARCHAVON$B',3602,12340),
(3550,'Detailed here in are all of the locations used to secret our information within Loch Modan while awaiting pickup. Should you manage to obtain any documents from the Explorer\'s League or their allies, place them in one of these locations and one of our messengers will pick the package up within the week for delivery to our base of operations.$B$BOnce you have memorized all of the locations within this book, burn it so that it cannot be obtained by our enemies. Should you suspect for any reason that our enemies might be suspicious of your activities, burn the book immediately. By no means should this ever fall into enemy hands, lest our routes of communication be compromised.$B$BFor Ragnaros!',3551,1),
(3551,'Location 1: Western Loch Dock\n\r\n\rNortheast of Thelsamar, there is a small dwelling and a dock that are utilized by dwarves on occasion during fishing season. Store the package in a watertight container under the dock, out of sight. $B$BDrop offs and pickups from this location should occur only at night as to reduce risk of being witnessed by fishermen in the area. This dropoff point will recieve reduced priority during the fishing season for obvious reasons.',3552,1),
(3552,'Location 2: Grizzlepaw Den\n\r\n\rSouth of Thelsamar, there is a large hill. On the south side of the hill, there is a path leading to the cave at the top. Store packges behind the rocks in the back of the cave. $B$BPlease refrain from continued use of this cave as a shelter and/or hideout. Utilizing this cave for such compromises the security of our packages and our messenger routes.',3553,1),
(3553,'Location 3: Shanda\'s Lair\n\r\n\rThere is a small hovel to the southwest of the excavation site that once belonged to a reclusive hermit.  Shanda\'s residence in this cave, however, has driven all potential inhabitants away. Just outside the mouth of the cave serves as a perfect drop point. $B$BAs a reminder, Shanda is an enormous murderous spider the size of two dwarves. Do not drop documents IN the cave, even if Shanda is not currently present; she will be, given time.',3554,1),
(3554,'Location 4: Ironband\'s Cubby\n\r\n\rA side passage in the heart of Ironband\'s Excavation Site leads up to a well-hidden and disused alcove. Hidden right under the noses of the Explorer\'s league, this is a prime dropoff spot. $B$BThe Troggs have distracted the Explorer\'s League, but do not forget they are still hostile to us. Take care when accessing the site at night, Troggs may be waiting in ambush.',3555,1),
(3555,'Location 5: Mo\'grash Skull Idol\n\r\n\rThis stone skull idol seems like part of the ogre grounds, but is further south than the ogres actually roam. Place documents at the base of it. $B$BDo NOT place documents IN the mouth of the skull idol. Several documents have been permanently lost this way, as well as one hand, mysteriously.',3556,1),
(3556,'Location 6: The Grove in the Loch\n\r\n\rA small grove of three saplings in the center of the Loch serves as a well-isolated drop off point. $B$BDraining of the Loch has left this space slightly less isolated. The crocolisks have helped to mitigate this.',0,1),
(3558,'<HTML>\n<BODY>\n<P>The first phase of construction is done. Admiral Westwind has ordered a group of my men to establish a toehold further to the north. He wouldn\'t go into detail, claiming that he was being \"guided\" to do so.</P>\n<BR/>\n<P>We caught four spies from the Forsaken town, Venomspite, this afternoon. I\'m going to have LeCraft torture them for information. If we only caught four, how many more have slipped in amongst us?</P>\n<BR/>\n<P>Why do I feel as if things are beginning to unravel?</P>\n</BODY>\n</HTML>\n',0,11723),
(3559,'Durak, $B$BThis $R has assisted me IN collecting enough fel fire TO launch an assault ON the elves. $B$BThe projectiles will be devastating - but impossible TO control. I need a way TO direct their trajectory. $B$BI\'m sure to be forgiven for meddling with demonic powers once Splintertree is saved... $B$BDraaka',0,1),
(3560,'Missing WDB data.',0,1),
(3561,'<The Apothecary\'s notes are scribbled in a cramped hand, with complex alchemic formulas interspersed among childlike doodles of skulls and lightning bolts. Squinting, you can make out parts of a recent passage:>$B$B...most magnificent corruption, embedding itself deep within living tissue. Extremely contagious when <several words are smudged> via food chain. Today\'s tests confirm it is only partially biological in origin. Foulhoof, my <illegible> companion, preoccupied with vengeance and blind to the more \'constructive\' applications of his <a greenish ichor stains the remainder of the paragraph.> Research progresses slowly. Hope my companions at Althalaxx fare better.',0,1),
(3562,'The tiny gnome peered over the railing into the secluded Dalaran courtyard.$B$B\"The view from the balcony is amazing.  You have to come see!\"$B$BArmor legplates creaked as Marcus walked over, taking in a deep breath as he absently scratched his scruffy chin.$B$B\"The Hero\'s Welcome is no slouch.  And there\'s something in the room that might interest you.\"$B$BTavi bounded into the room, pausing only a moment before jumping onto the massive bed.  She turned to gaze at Marcus with her huge saucer-like eyes, narrowing them playfully and replacing her glowing smile with a diabolical grin.',3563,1),
(3563,'\"Interested in some more company?\" she purred as her hands weaved through a complex summoning ritual, stopping only when she felt the warmth of a new presence behind her.$B$BAll color drained from Marcus\'s face as he struggled to protest.  \"I... I don\'t think that\'s appropriate.\"$B$BConfused, Tavi turned to see what was wrong.  A hideous fel hound stood ready, drooling onto the floor as it stared intently at the half-armored paladin.$B$B\"No!  No that\'s not what I meant.\" she stammered as she dispelled the hungry demon.  \"I\'m sorry, that\'s not really my specialization....\"',3564,1),
(3564,'Marcus took both her hands in one of his as he reassured her, \"It\'s fine.  What is your specialization?\"$B$BHer head snapped up, eyes burning with renewed life as shadowy energy channeled through her hands into Marcus, dropping him to his knees in agony.$B$B\"Affliction, actually.\"$B',3565,1),
(3565,'Gritting his teeth, Marcus gestured as light flashed over him, restoring his strength.$B$BTavi stared anxiously as he rose to his full height, engulfing her in his shadow.  He thrust his hand forward, sending a wave of righteous force through her.  Eyes rolled back as she wavered for several seconds before regaining consciousness.$B$B\"I\'ve recently taken the path of... retribution.\"$B$BThe mischievous smirk returned to her face, \"Well then, this is going to be fun.\"$B$B<The remaining pages have a level 99 requirement to read.>',0,1),
(3566,'Grimfang,$B$BI report to you from Splintertree, and the news is unpleasant.$B$BThe post was recently attacked by the kaldorei, which prevented any reports from being delivered.$B$BThe siege has been broken, but many were lost and another attack looks imminent.$B$BWe shall continue sending elves to their graves as long as fate permits.$B$B- Kadrak',0,1),
(3567,'<br /><br /><h1 align=\"center\">In Memory</h1><br /><h1 align=\"center\">Shaldyn, Gershala, Volcor</h1><h1 align=\"center\">and those who never made it home.</h1>',0,1),
(3568,'<The small grave marker is lovingly inscribed with orcish runes.><br /><br />         - BELOVED OLGRA -<br />            Wife of Mankrik<br /><br />     It took forever to find you<br />        And now you are gone',0,1),
(3569,'Doctor Kohler,\n\nThe Black Knight has not yet served his purpose. Retrieve his remains from the tournament grounds and use your arts to return him to life. We will use the strength of the crusaders and their followers against them.\n\nTake prisoners and use their souls to empower my servant. Capture Crusader Kul, called reckless by his fellows, and sacrifice him upon your altar. His spirit will imbue the Black Knight with terrible strength and power. Then, deliver the Black Knight to me.',0,1),
(3570,'Day One:\r\n\r\nGot on a ship called Draka\'s Fury.  We\'re taking the special cargo to a far away place across the ocean.  I have the duty to clean stuff on the ship and scout when we get to land.\r\n\r\nBetter work than searching for Alliance rogues and druids in Orgrimmar.\r\n\r\nThe food is not as good, but the grog tastes the same.  Durotar has already slipped out of sight.',3571,1),
(3571,'Day Two:\r\n\r\nThe food and rocking of the ship do not agree with me!\r\n\r\nThere is much to clean as there are many of my brothers who are sick.  This does not seem like a good idea to me, but if he needs to go, we will gladly follow him to the bottom of the sea.\r\n\r\nLet us hope that it does not come to that.',3572,1),
(3572,'Day Three:\r\n\r\nThe sea lashes the ship very heavily.  The captain had us take down the sails.  We are like a child\'s toy in the middle of gigantic waves.\r\n\r\nI may not like the ocean, but I kept my food down today like a true warrior.',3573,1),
(3573,'Day Four:\r\n\r\nThere are two small islands on the horizon.  The captain says that we will sail just past them.  He does not want to stop.  There is an edge to his voice that I do not like.  It sounds like fear.\r\n\r\nThere was much to do... what?  There are sounds of explosions outside.  I am going above deck to see what it is.',3574,1),
(3574,'Day ??:\r\n\r\nI washed up on the rocky shore of an island.  It must be one of the two that I saw before.  Most of my brothers are dead.  There is no sign of our special cargo.  I fear the worst and cannot believe my thoughts.\r\n\r\nI do not know how many days have passed.  One, possibly two?  Surely not more.  The Alliance cowards came at us, hiding from behind the larger of the two islands.  There were too many of them, though we might have sunk one.\r\n\r\nI saw another ship sail right through the battle and get torn apart.  Goblins, I think.  Fools!',3575,1),
(3575,'Day ?? and one:\r\n\r\nWe have a makeshift camp atop the island.  Aggra has asked me to look for other survivors on the western shore.  Kilag is to take a small group across the top looking for Alliance.  Already a few have attacked us.  They will not stop coming until they are all dead.  Or we are.\r\n\r\nThere are sounds of goblins off in the distance, and I can see the wreckage of their ship.  They are noisy.  I will watch them later.  First, I have found a cavern and strange sounds like animals and mining coming from within it.\r\n\r\nI will investigate.',0,1),
(3576,'Attn: Mrs. Gadgetspring$B$BThe industrial-strength laxative agent you requested is enclosed. My condolences on the fate of Mr. Blimo Gadgetspring after his encounter with the cliff giant. I\'m curious why you\'re opting for a laxative in an effort to recover him, as opposed to some sort of vomit-inducing agent? It seems to me you\'re doing Mr. Gadgetspring a disservice. Good luck with your endeavor!$B$B- Lomac Gearstrip',0,1),
(3577,'Welcome to the Secret Lab, Azshara\'s most engaging new tourist destination!<br /><br /><br />Have you ever wondered where secrets come from?<br /><br /><br />Deep in the resource-rich forests of scenic Azshara, goblin scientists are hard at work inventing the secrets of tomorrow for you to enjoy today! For just a small up-front fee you and the whole family can get a front-row seat and watch as skilled goblin engineers probe and taunt the very fabric of the cosmos.',3578,1),
(3578,'Why are we here? What makes us intelligent? How many kilo-fraps of volatile energy can we compress into a cubic ounce of dangerously explosive rocket fuel before it goes critical and unleashes a shockwave capable of tipping the planet off its axis? We can find out together. Your secret lab awaits!<br /><br /><br /><The remaining 36-pages of the brochure consist of complicated legal waivers and a gift shop ordering form.>',0,1),
(3579,'Those of us who are agile of mind, but not quite so agile of body, must find... alternative methods of self-preservation.  Many such people choose to pursue a career in matters magical.$B$B$N, I\'ve been observing you, and you have a mind like a steel trap.  However, to thrive in this time of upheaval, a person such as yourself will need to master the arcane arts.  And to master the arcane arts, you\'re going to have to talk to me.$B$BCome speak with me in Anvilmar.  We\'ve much to discuss.$B$B-Teegli Merrowith',0,1),
(3580,'Know this: a shaman must never demand power; to do so would arouse the anger of the elements, and a shaman without the elements\' protection is nothing.  Those that follow the path of the shaman must never forget this most vital tenet.$B$BHowever, a shaman that works in a respectful union with the elements wields a power rivaled by few.  If you feel you have the humility to do so, come visit with me in Anvilmar.  I will teach you - much like I myself was taught - how to work with the elements of fire, earth, wind, water, and the wild.$B$B~Teo Hammerstorm',0,1),
(3581,'\"Roleplaying\"\r\n\r\nGood roleplaying skills are essential. No Genius Gnomish gal wants a giant bore. Regale her with tales of your future cross-continental adventures:\r\n\r\n  \"You and me, babe, we\'re gonna fly to Kalimdor, etch our names into the side of Teldrassil and spend the rest of our lives swinging from the trees in Un\'goro Crater.\"\r\n\r\n\"Storytelling\"\r\n\r\nShare stores of your exciting future together! The more implausible, the better. Nothing gets a Gnomish girl excited like an ambitious plan. It also makes for great conversation starters!\r\n\r\n  \"With our brilliant minds combined, we could retake Gnomeregan. ... why haven\'t we retaken Gnomeregan anyways?\"',3582,19831),
(3582,'\"Teasing\"\r\n\r\nTeasing is the art of making fun of a woman in a humorous way. Be careful, you can easily go too far. Calling her a \"Goblin Ganking Gnat\" will leave you walking home wearing that Green Gordok Grog you just bought. Try something a bit more subtle. \r\n\r\nIf she acts childish and refuses to stop jumping onto tables in the middle of the bar try:\r\n\r\n\"I hear there\'s an opening for star entertainer at the Stormwind orphanage.\"\r\n\r\nIf she won\'t stop talking about herself playfully try:\r\n\r\n\"Where\'s your off switch?\"\r\n\r\nIMPORTANT NOTE: Gnomish girls do NOT have an off switch. Attempting to find it may result in the loss of life, limbs or wallet.',0,19831),
(3583,'Are your tastes more exotic? \r\nDo you desire someone a little out of this world? \r\nAre hooves your thing, but succubi a little too much for you?\r\n\r\nRead on, my friend...',3584,19831),
(3584,'I\'d just arrived off the boat to Azuremyst when I stopped a group of Draenei dames around the ripe young age of 230. They were laughing and having a great time. What luck, still on the docks and I\'d found exactly the type of fun, energetic Draenei women I wanted to meet on this trip. \r\n\r\nAt first a bit anxious, I breathed deeply and reminded myself, \"they too are here in Azeroth on vacation, looking to meet new people and have a great time.\"\r\n\r\nSure enough, they were delighted to see one devilishly charming Gnome like myself in the Exodar. It even turned out we were both staying near the Vault of Lights. We exchanged deep, penetrating glances into each others eyes, promising to meet again near A\'dal later that night. ',3585,19831),
(3585,'The next day, I met another beautiful Draenei woman - the gleam of her horns gave only the gentlest of glimpses into her refined tastes. I asked why she was visiting the Exodar, when in shock, she told me she wasn\'t visiting - she lived here. \r\n\r\nThe words I spoke to myself before returned to my mind: \r\n\r\n\"She is on vacation, looking to meet amazing people and have a great time.\"  \r\n\r\nI had it all wrong, she wasn\'t on vacation at all! Then suddenly, the grinding gears of my mind clicked:  I\'d been claiming to myself that they were so receptive because they were on vacation. What a gnollish excuse! \r\n\r\nI\'m a fun, interesting guy who any sensible minded girl would love to group with, on vacation or not! Now when I meet Draenei girls, I remind myself of the simple truth:\r\n\r\n\"She too is looking to meet people and have a great time.\"',3586,19831),
(3586,'The following 497 pages of this dictionary consistent entirely of oddly angled pictures taken from a Super Snapper FX 2000. ',0,19831),
(3587,'How to date a Dwarven woman:\r\n\r\n1. Ask her to buy you a drink.',0,19831),
(3588,'Let\'s be honest. Since the end of the Third War, Night Elf girls have heard it all.  In fact, they\'d already heard it all long before you or I was born. \r\n\r\nIf you want to engage the mind of a Night Elf girl, you\'re going to have to stand out. Sure, we\'ve all heard the tales of Night Elf lasses dancing on mailboxes and stripping to pay for Nightsaber training. True or not, if you want to light that lovely lady\'s lips up with a smile, you gotta be unique, memorable and confident. \r\n\r\nStart off by showing that you\'re looking for more than a gal with looks. Sure, she can bounce, she can dance, but can she hold a decent conversation?  Does she even understand the proper use of a samophlange? Does she know how to have a fun time?\r\n\r\nThere\'s nothing worse than bringing a Night Elf to a party, only to watch her stand awkwardly by herself, breaking conversation only to lament the loss of her Highborne sister during the War of the Ancients.',0,19831),
(3589,'There\'s nothing like wooing the heart of a human girl. Infinitely forgiving, endlessly caring and fantastically fun, human girls have been the downfall of countless heroes throughout the ages. (See Chapter 3: \"Jaina Proudmoore and the men who loved her\")\r\n\r\nHowever, generation after generation has proven it takes something more than just money, looks or an epic suit of armor to attract the woman of your dreams. Not even the power of Gnomish invention can help you here. \r\n\r\nTo truly charm the heart of another, you should possess these qualities.\r\n\r\n* Be Fun & Friendly\r\n* Be a Challenge\r\n* Be a Man\r\n\r\n',3590,19831),
(3590,'Be Fun & Friendly\r\n\r\nEver have at friend who shows up at your house and brings everybody down? Yep. Everyone does. Does he get invited back to the parties? Not unless he\'s bringing the ale. If you want to be an attractive person, live an attractive lifestyle. \r\n\r\nYou\'ll find that the more you enjoy socializing with others, the more they will enjoy socializing with you! \r\n\r\nThere\'s no faster way to ruin a girl\'s night than bringing in that needy, apologetic vibe. Let it go, embrace the fun and your confidence will soar.',3591,19831),
(3591,'Be a Challenge\r\n\r\nToo many Gnomes these days walk with their head slung low, shuffling along sadly from tavern to tavern, hopelessly holding on these limiting beliefs that no human girl would ever want them. They rush into the tavern, shower her with compliments and free drinks, then go home dejected. \r\n\r\nWell, let me be the first to tell you, friend, when you give your self away so cheaply, you diminsh the value of your unique, exquisite personality. You\'ve been told by society that you are not the prize, that women will never acknowledge you, that you must beg for love and attention.\r\n\r\nThey are wrong. Don\'t give your affection away so freely. Instead of asking yourself, \"Does she like me?\" ask yourself instead, \"Do I like her?\" \r\n\r\nChallenge her - show her you\'re looking for a girl who offers more than a pretty face. If she can\'t keep up with your life, move on. If she shows she\'s got something to offer, you\'re at the beginning of a beautiful thing. ',3592,19831),
(3592,'Be a Man\r\n\r\nIn an age where we\'ve been banished from our homes, forced to fight for our very survival and faced down horrors never before known to Azeroth, you would think that the nature of manhood would be better understood. \r\n\r\nSadly, the art of masculinity has been lost, washed away in the glitz and glamor of battle. However, all is not lost! With practice and confidence, you can come back in touch with yourself. \r\n\r\nOnce you\'ve met the human girl of your dreams and she\'s shown herself to be worthy of your affections:\r\n\r\n* Take the lead - show her everything that is beautiful about your world\r\n* Hold her hand - develop a close, affectionate relationship\r\n* Show respect - for yourself, for her and for the world around you\r\n\r\nAbove all:\r\n\r\n* Be responsible\r\n',3593,19831),
(3593,'Troubleshooting\r\n\r\nWhile everything doesn\'t always go the way you expect, that\'s what make life unpredictable and exciting. However, there\'s a few tips to help you a long way in improving your life. Here\'s some common blunders:\r\n\r\n* Don\'t chase\r\n* Don\'t be needy\r\n* Don\'t get stuck on someone who dislikes you\r\n\r\nThese all stem from a core belief that women you must have the woman you\'re talking to right now. Break free - there\'s many women out there in this beautiful world and if one doesn\'t work out, let go. You\'ll find you become more attractive the less clingy you are. \r\n',0,19831),
(3594,'<Crawgol\'s handwriting is large and uneven, little better than a childlike scrawl.>$B$BThe sillu- scilla- <Several misspellings are crossed out> silithid are bug-type animals, not vegetables (at least without a fight). They live in the under the ground, except when they are not. Some of them fly? (I think).$B$BThey taste REAL BAD.$B$BMost silithid are made of bug parts. They have between none and eightish legs (depending on how they died?)',3595,1),
(3595,'Burning makes them die. They have shells (called &#65533;cara pieces&#65533; because they are made from cara obviously) that can\'t be stabbed unless you do it hard.$B$BThey can dig fast but I don\'t know how fast because they dig in the dirt.$B$BTHE ORIGIN OF THE SILITHID$B$BAlmost all silithid come from holes, usually in the ground.',0,1),
(3596,'Rare indeed are the \'prismatic\' blades forged by the combined will of the five dragonflights. Among the greatest of these blades were the sister swords of Quel\'Serrar and Quel\'Delar.\nIn her wisdom, the dragon queen Alexstrasza gifted one of the blades to each of the elven peoples of Azeroth. Quel\'Serrar was to be borne by a valiant kaldorei warrior, while Quel\'Delar was entrusted to a quel\'dorei champion.\nEach blade transformed in the hands of its wielder, molding its magic to its master\'s strengths...',0,-388),
(3597,'You must meet with Arcanist Tybalin on the top floor of the Silver Enclave. He will entrust you with a book that is beyond value. Be discreet in your movements and guard this book with your life. Carry it back to Caladis Brightspear at Quel\'Delar\'s rest with all haste.',0,-388),
(3598,'You must meet with Magister Hathorel inside The Filthy Animal. He will entrust you with a book that is beyond value. Be discreet in your movements and guard this book with your life. Deliver it to Myralion Sunblaze at Quel\'Delar\'s rest with all haste.',0,-388),
(3599,'Emperor Thaurissan,$b$bBelow is my account of my most recent finding here in Un\'Goro Crater.  After the Cataclysm hit, I stopped my current project and began sweeping the Crater for new potential dig sites.  Curiously, the Crater wasn\'t hard hit by the Cataclysm, but I did find what appeared to be a monstrous mandible peeking out of the ground in Terror Run!',3600,14007),
(3600,'It appears to be an ancestor of the dinosaurs that live here.  I\'ve spent the last several weeks digging it out, and it has been my most exciting dig yet.  By my calculations, this beast must be nearly 300 feet long, from tip to tail.  That\'s longer than some of the largest dragons, and FAR larger than any dino that currently exists here in the Crater.',3601,14007),
(3601,'The going has been slow, mainly because I\'ve needed to cover up my work behind me.  That blasted goblin, Nilminer, still has cronies digging in the area, and I mustn\'t risk any news of this discovery leaking before I send my final results back to Blackrock Mountain.  This may be the key piece of information that tells us what the Titans were doing in Un\'Goro!$b$bRegards,$b$bDurrin Direshovel',0,14007),
(3602,'Day 214586:$BThe little green people brought a lot of others, pointed them at each other, and then they all started fighting!$B$BI have trimmed my watching responsibilities back to the hall for safety, but I brought a lot of their baubles with me so that it can maybe be less boring this time.$B                -ARCHAVON$B$BDay 214620:$BThings have gotten much worse.  I am not sure what the Makers want me to do.  I\'m trying to stay in my hall, but the violent people come in after me several times a day.  They take my baubles.$B                -ARCHAVON$B$B ',3603,12340),
(3603,'Day 214701:$BMy brothers are back!  It turns out they were sleeping in other closed off halls.$B$BI\'m a little mad that they left me alone to do all the watching, but I shared my shinier baubles with them anyway because I\'m tired of being alone and attacked all the time.$B                -ARCHAVON$B$BDay 214760:$BThe violent little people have started attacking my brothers, which is sad.  They leave me alone mostly now though, which is not sad.$B$BI think they want the shiny baubles I gave away.  I feel guilty.$B                -ARCHAVON$B',0,12340),
(3604,'As Forsaken, we fight against the Lich King, we fight against the Alliance... sometimes we even quarrel with the other races of the Horde.  We are few, and we face great obstacles... but we will survive and prevail.$B$BAs a fellow hunter, you will do so from afar, with a bow in your hand and an animal companion at your side.  Your power comes not from arcane wizardry or martial prowess, but your ability to live off the land.$B$BThe path of the hunter lies before you.  It starts with me, your trainer.  Where it ends... we do not know that yet.',0,1),
(3605,'Dedicated to those that fell to the Scourge during the war in the frozen wastes.',0,11403),
(3608,'An Urgent Message to all Scarlet Officers and Enlistees:\n$BThe Scourge agent known as Lilian Voss has escaped from her captivity at the Scarlet Palisade.  She is to be considered highly dangerous, and should be killed on sight.  She has already slain 15 of our men.  None were left wounded.$B$BDo NOT try to apprehend her.  Doing so will likely result in death.  She is an enemy to the Crusade and must be crushed immediately.$B$BThe crusader who returns her head to the High Priest will be rewarded with 1,000 gold.  Refer any questions to your commanding officer.$B$B$B~BV',0,1),
(3610,'The others don\'t understand us.  They pretend to get along with us, but they don\'t.  Even the warlocks are afraid of us.$B$BThat\'s alright, because we\'ve got each other.  Orc mages unite!  Me and you!  Acrypha and... whatever your name is!  Ha!$B$BWe\'ll show them what we\'re made of.  Pay me a visit, and I\'ll share with you some of the secrets of the arcane that I\'ve managed to master.',0,1),
(3611,'When the flames consume Azeroth, where will you be?\r\n\r\nWe know that no one wants to dwell on their impending doom, but it\'s worth thinking about where you\'ll be spending the hereafter.\r\n\r\nOur sages have predicted that the end of the world is nigh, and only the prepared will survive. We can help you survive the raging inferno that will cleanse this world of the wicked. Isn\'t it time you found some peace of mind?',0,1),
(3612,'You\'ve no doubt heard the phrase \"all good things must come to an end\" and so it is with your life on Azeroth. It won\'t be long before the world erupts into chaos as the elements reclaim their birthright.\r\n\r\nBut you don\'t have to be afraid during these harrowing times. You don\'t have to die. We can help you ascend to a new way of life, beyond death, beyond fear, and beyond the powerlessness of mortality. Join us today.',0,1),
(3613,'We live in tumultuous times. War, invasion, and famine have swept the world, but the real trial is yet to come: the end of Azeroth itself.\r\n\r\nHow will you cope with the loss and destruction of everything you hold dear? The answer is that you don\'t have to. Bring your friends and family to one of our gatherings and learn how you can survive the apocalypse together, with us.',0,1),
(3614,'Citizens of Orgrimmar, beware the soothsayers and prophets of doom that have taken over our streets. Do not be taken in by their mad raving. They only want to weaken us in the face of our true enemies!',0,1),
(3622,'Tail swooshing and hips swaying, the curvy figure walked purposefully across the lake toward the man resting by the shore; rising quickly as she approached, he appeared visibly happy to be in her presence.  Blue arms flowed over his shoulders as a smooth tail coiled seductively around his waist.  \"Why must I travel so far to be meeting man like you?\"  Her voice carried a strong, alluring accent.$B$BGrinning wildly, he gently pushed her away, openly staring as the light caught her features.$B$B\"Up here!\", she exclaimed in playful anger.$B$BWith a helpless shrug, he reached into his pack and pulled out a small pouch.  \"My wonderful Soola, I\'ve brought you something.\"  Confidence wrapped his words like a steel blanket.',0,1);
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