Vol’jin of the Darkspear
Zen’tabra: I take ya to Vol’jin.
Quest Objectives
Accompany Zen’tabra to Vol’jin.
Dialogue
Zen’tabra: Walk wit’ me, (race).
Keep ya hands where we can see ’em. Everybody be jumpy. We be in a war here, a war against de Warchief hisself.
Hellscream already try ta have Vol’jin killed. Heh. Ain’t so easy ta kill a troll.
What he did? He woke de fury a’ de Darkspear tribe.
Hellscream thought Vol’jin dead, ’til Vol’jin show up at Sen’jin Village. Den de Warchief try to crush de rebellion, but we was waitin’ for ‘im. We fought back de Kor’kron at Sen’jin, and den we took Razor Hill, hah, right under de Warchief’s nose!
We turn eyes now ta de final prize – Orgrimmar.
De Alliance want a second front on Orgrimmar? We can do dat. You can help. We be needin’ resources: Stone, Wood, Oil, Meat. Only den can we move on da city.
Dis ain’t a task for da weak-hearted, stranger. But if ya help us, maybe Vol’jin begin ta trust ya. Either way ya weaken de Warchief’s grasp on his own lands. Tink a soft-skinned Alliance can do it? Ahahahahaaa!
(The stench around Vol’jin’s makeshift revolutionary camp is intolerable. The troll leader allows you to speak first, while his guards eye you warily.)
Completion
(The troll does not have a strong grasp of the common tongue, and his throat is still bandaged from a knife wound. But the meaning of his words is clear.)
What de Alliance want wit’ ol’ Vol’jin, hmm? Zen’tabra says we got a common enemy. That don’t make us friends.
But… Maybe we can work together dis once. You want to strangle de Warchief, hm? Shut ‘im out?
(Vol’jin smiles disarmingly, his grin slow and savage.)
