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My former mentor in the Stormwind city guard sent a message to me that Alliance High Command is becoming concerned with the threat posed by the naga. From what he's heard, there's good chances for promotion--or at least reassignment--for anyone who proves valuable in this regard.
There's just one small problem... I can't handle the naga, ‹namn›. Oh sure, I could break up a drunken barroom brawl, or haul off a belligerent beggar, but the naga are too much for me. You've got to help me, ‹namn›!
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I've a letter ready to go to Major Samuelson in Stormwind. All I need are the results.
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With the naga put down in Southshore, I'll be a shoe-in to be reassigned. I'll get to see Stormwind again... get away from this Light-forsaken port.