The Testament of Rexxar

What do you know of illusions, <name>? For you see, it is an illusion that you must create in order to circumvent the Black Flight's defenses.

I know of one that may be willing to assist you in your quest of deception. She has assisted our kind in the past when she has deemed the cause worthy.

In the Western Plaguelands you will find Myranda the Hag, master illusionist - an exile of the Lordaeron alliance. Travel there and take with you this message.

It is not often I see one of the Horde in these parts of Lordaeron. What is it that you have for Myranda?

<Myranda holds the note, pauses, then smiles.>

How is he? Rexxar, I mean. Oh, come now, do not look so confused. The letter was left intentionally blank. It carried with it the intentions and thoughts of its creator. Judging from its contents, it is no wonder Rexxar left it as such. Imagine if you were captured or slain and this information discovered!

Oh, nevermind! Myranda will help you, <race>. I owe the Warchief a favor or two.

<Myranda smiles.>