Stranger in a Strange Land
Excuse me, (class). Is your name (name)?
A figure in a dark cloak asked that I give this to you. She was a traveler from beyond the mists, like yourself, but – well, I didn’t trust her.
The message comes from a tavern in the veiled stair. I’ll give you the note but… you should watch your back if you venture up there!
Seek out “The Black Prince” at the Tavern in the Mists in the Veiled Stair.
I have gone through great effort to learn your name, and I am pleased that one of my missives found its intended recipient.
All is quiet on Pandaria – for the moment – but world events are developing quickly. Help me to shape the course of the upcoming conflict and you will be generously rewarded.
Please seek me out at the Tavern in the Mists, hidden away in the Veiled Stair.
-The Black Prince
Wrathion: So, my note found its way to you!
Wrathion: My people have done their job and brought you to me. Wonderful.
(The Black Prince looks you up and down.)
History finds us at a turning point. If you are prepared to meet destiny with me head on, I will ensure that you are richly rewarded for your efforts.
(What are you doing here?)
Wrathion: Certainly I’m allowed to have SOME secrets. Wouldn’t you agree,
I arrived shortly after the mists collapsed – I was able to fly here after my Ravenholdt colleagues learned of a naval battle off of these shores.
This land has been hidden for ten thousand years. I’ve only just begun to plumb its depths!
Wrathion: It is very good to meet you, (class). You are one of the vanguard, it would seem – an explorer in a strange new land. And how have you been finding the mysterious continent of Pandaria?
You have the look of someone who gets things done. I want you to return to me once you’ve gotten the lay of the land.
I will be right here.
(Who are you?)
Wrathion: I have chosen the name “Wrathion.” To my knowledge, I am the last of the black dragons.
My father was Deathwing, the Worldbreaker, the Aspect of Death, the Destroyer … But I hope you will not hold that against me.
I have no love for my father, whose corruption destroyed my race, or for the Red Dragonflight, who stole away and experimented on my egg to create me.
Let’s just say, I am … unaffiliated. And I am always on the lookout for like-minded heroes.