|Location||Silverwind Refuge, Ashenvale|
- You call yourself, <Name>? That is a strange name for a furbolg.
- You're not from Ashenvale.
That's not important right now. Ota Wen, listen to me. You must rise up against the orcs!
- <Ota Wen's eyes, already dull from his enslavement, glaze over even more at your suggestion. You feel the power of Dartol's Rod begin to course through you and reach out to touch the furbolg.>
- Rise up?
Yes, rise up! Tell your fellow furbolg to break out of this cage and to slay the Horde. The power of the rod compels you!
- <A strange light ignites in Ota Wen's eyes as he stands up straight, roaring at the heavens.>
- YES, WE WILL RISE UP! RISE UP AND DESTROY OUR JAILORS!