The Collector

My people have been divided. We've endured much on the escape from our home, in search of security and a place to survive. While my brethren in the Harborage remained resilient and clung to hope, I cannot say the same about the lost ones. Their madness has taken a deep hold in their minds, and its roots cannot be cut anymore. In a fruitless endeveour to return to the hellscape that is Draenor, they gather the Draenethyst crystals, potent gems from said world, without knowing they won't be able to utilize them properly. This was, however, not always the case.

Among them was a powerful rift walker, under the name of Kum'isha, who parted ways with the maddened draenei of Fallow Sanctuary. He now roams the hostile plains of the lands to the south, in search of myths and legends. What I seek is his knowledge about our sacred crystals - but should you be able to convince him to join us; please, do not hesitate.

Yes?

You reek, <race>, horribly. I can smell the despicable stench of naivety and senseless hope on you. Let me take a guess, Sanv K'la and his wretched followers sent you to pry knowledge from my great mind. If that is the case, then I cannot wait to see the disappointment in your face.