Around the time these cliffs collapsed, I heard elvish ballistae firing. Bolts struck dangerously close to my home along the road to Quel'Thalas. I fled, leaving the avalanche of trees and rubble behind. I heard shouts in what could only have been shen'dorei! It was harsh even to my ear. I caught only a few words: "traitor," "blood," "enemy." Take this knowledge to Corswyn Aseril, a windshaper skyborne in Orgrimmar's Valley of Wisdom. Though not of one line, our hearts once sought the same truth.
Choose one of