Call of Earth

Aye, the time's come, young shaman. Ye've grown stout and sturdy, like the stone beneath our boots. Takin' up the shaman's path shows ye've got the wisdom o' the mountain, even before ye've proven yerself. Ye've the grit of stone to walk the earth's path. But to earn its favor, ye must face it proper. South o' here, the Frostmane trolls live in a cave. Bring me two of the necklaces they wear, crafted from the Iceclaw bears. Then we'll speak more of yer future.

Requirements

• Classes: Shaman

Rewards

• Experience: 270