As I sat upon the Frozen Throne all those years, <name>, I could peer into the Shadowlands. Brief glimpses, clouded and uncertain. Sights both wondrous and terrible.
We must work together to make sense of what has happened. To prevent the Maw from consuming all of reality.
Whatever Sylvanas and the Jailer want, we must stop them. But we cannot do so alone.
Perhaps Tal-Inara can put us on the path to find answers.