moonwell-core-vanilla/sql/migrations/20231111012143_world.sql

DROP PROCEDURE IF EXISTS add_migration;
delimiter ??
CREATE PROCEDURE `add_migration`()
BEGIN
DECLARE v INT DEFAULT 1;
SET v = (SELECT COUNT(*) FROM `migrations` WHERE `id`='20231111012143');
IF v=0 THEN
INSERT INTO `migrations` VALUES ('20231111012143');
-- Add your query below.


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UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='All goes well. I have summoned larger numbers of worgen to fight at my side. Though they are of simple mind, they have shown impressive ability to coordinate their attacks and function as a group.\n\nI have identified leaders in their packs. To them I have given command of small groups of warriors. We strike from many places in the forest at once, and my campaign against the demons is a fruitful one.\n\n\nMay Elune\'s blessings be upon me until my work is done.' WHERE `entry`=399;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='The Venture Co. Letters are outside the mine... I think on some crates on the bottom level.\n\nGood luck, and remember...\n\nBlue Charge: lumber mill\nRed Charge: mine\n\nOh, and destroy this letter after you\'ve accomplished your mission. Hmm, maybe I should look into a way to make these things destroy themselves after they\'re read. That\'s not a bad idea...' WHERE `entry`=422;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='The Disposal of the Beast:\n\nAfter thirty minutes, the beast will return to its home in the Nether.\n\nNote:\n\nIn its fervor, the beast MAY run off cliffs or fall off a mountain. Don\'t mourn the loss of the Felhound Tracker, summon another one instead.' WHERE `entry`=1293;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='What was I thinking? \n\nPerhaps a better question would be: What am I doing writing a note while I\'m sitting captive inside the stomach of a giant?\n\nBoth good questions that I have no immediate answer for...\n\nAdmittedly, mine was not a mission of good will. I came in search of Azsharite, a unique crystal to southern Azshara. Oh the riches I would have had!\n\nBah! Now look at me...' WHERE `entry`=1313;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='Should any manner of intelligent life find this note, they must ask themselves something: \"Why in the hell are they romping around with violent thirty foot tall giants?\"\n\n- Mook' WHERE `entry`=1314;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='Harthal Truesight\nLord Paladin of the Scarlet Crusade \nCitizen of Azeroth - Knight of the Silver Hand\nLast seen entering the cursed city of Stratholme' WHERE `entry`=2173;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='would deliver this message to you myself, but I fear to leave, lest I miss some event of great import.\n\nShould you wish to know more of my observations on the Tower of Althalaxx, the bearer of this message has provided no small amount of assistance to me, and I believe $g he : she; can be trusted.\n\nIn haste,\nBalthule Shadowstrike' WHERE `entry`=437;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='SUPER CRITICAL TRIPLE-ENCODED DATA CARD\n\n01010100 01101000 01110010 01100001 01101100 01101100 00100000 01100001 01101110 01100100 00100000 01001010 01100001 01101001 01101110 01100001 00100000 01110011 01101001 01110100 01110100 01101001 01101110 01100111 00100000 01101001 01101110 00100000 01100001 00100000 01110100 01110010 01100101 01100101 00101100 00100000 01001011 00101101 01001001 00101101 01010011 00101101 01010011 00101101 01001001 00101101 01001110 00101101 01000111' WHERE `entry`=1131;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='Within just a few days of my visit I found myself tutoring the local children from the nearby farmlands.  The lessons went so well that the town mayor commissioned me to run a school and construction has begun on a brand new schoolhouse!  From Silverpine to Stormwind and now Moonbrook -- who would have guessed I would see so much of Azeroth!\n\nWarm regards,\n\nStalvan Mistmantle' WHERE `entry`=17;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='Arellas Fireleaf\nHigh Wizard of the Scarlet Crusade \nCitizen of Quel\'Thalas  \nLocked in eternal combat with the Necromancer Diesalven' WHERE `entry`=2151;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='Our world brims with history.  History of races new and old.  History behind wars long dead, and those which still smolder.  \n\nHistory of gods visiting from the skies.  And history of older gods who sleep in the earth.\n\nI speak now of those beings - the Old Gods.  They who dwelt and raged across Azeroth when the world was new.' WHERE `entry`=794;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='Bring me these items, the Star, the Hand and the Heart, and I will give you a copy of the Yagyin Digest.\n\n-The Keeper' WHERE `entry`=379;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='The Legacy Heart\n\nOld texts say that he who posseses the Legacy Heart fears not the grave.  Perhaps this is true, for the owner of the heart, the troll Mogh, is known as Mogh the Undying.  A witchdoctor of the Skullsplitter tribe, Mogh dwells in Stranglethorn in the Ruins of Zul\'Mamwe.' WHERE `entry`=378;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='The Hand of Dagun\n  \nDagun is a creature of the deep waters, worshipped by Murlocs in Dustwallow Marsh.  They entice him to the surface with a special sea kelp, enchanted by their shamans.  Hunt the Murlocs, gather their enchanted kelp, then place it on the Murloc\'s altar.  Dagun will come, and you will be waiting.\n\nI want that hand.' WHERE `entry`=377;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='The Star of Xil\'yeh\n  \nAn ogre in Alterac, Grel\'borg the Miser, was the last known owner of this gem, whispered to empower its owner with the ability to commune with other worlds.  Sources tell us Grelborg wanders the Ruins of Alterac in the Alterac Mountains, searching the rubble and debris for more relics.' WHERE `entry`=376;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='Brother Neals,\n\nMy grapes are saved!  $N, the bearer of this manifest, braved my thug-infested vineyard and gathered the grapes that I could not.  Although the Defias still roam across the river, nearly my entire crop has been salvaged.\n\nYou may add a full load of grape bushels to your stores.\n\nMay the Light protect us,\n-Milly Osworth' WHERE `entry`=1392;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='Westfall Stew  \n\n3 parts Stringy Vulture Meat \n3 Goretusk Snouts \n3 Murloc Eyes \n3 Okra\n\nMix together and bring to a boil.  Let simmer for at least two hours before serving.' WHERE `entry`=213;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='The Control of the Beast:\n\nFelhound Trackers only respond to beastial roars. In order to get your Felhound Tracker to track Azsharite formations, you must roar at it with vigor! (Target the Felhound Tracker and /roar).\n\nWhen the Felhound Tracker locates a formation, he will sprint to the formation with little to no regard for the entities that surround him. While you do not need to protect the Felhound, you may want to stay close so that you do not lose him.\n\n' WHERE `entry`=1292;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='The Conjuring of the Beast:\n\nTo conjure the Felhound Tracker, you must use the supplied Fel Orb.\n\nNotes:\n\nThe conjured Felhound Tracker will only remain as an entity in this world for thirty minutes.\n\nThe conjured Felhound Tracker will only assist you in finding Azsharite formations.\n\nThe conjured Felhound Tracker WILL NOT do the following: Tricks, attack anything, assist anything, dance, destroy arcane beings.\n\nNext page please...' WHERE `entry`=1291;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='Both Ajeck and Sir Erlgadin stood poised, guns leveled at the bristling overgrowth at the base of the swaying trees.  The midday sun beat heavily upon us.  A slow trickle of perspiration trailed down from Elrgadin\'s temple as he pulled the pin back.  Upon the sound of the click, the thick flora parted and a large black panther -- a beautiful specimen -- darted out onto the plain.' WHERE `entry`=168;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='Plan Beta- Windshear Mine:\n\nI saw the goblins using another wagon of explosives north of the mine\'s entrance. I think that should be a good enough place to plant NG-5 Charge (Red). After you set the charge in the back of the wagon, get some distance and hit the button. \n\nIf the goblins don\'t come running to check out the commotion, it\'s probably because the mountain came down on top of their heads.' WHERE `entry`=421;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='When you\'re ready, hit the detonator.\n\nI\'ve ensured a strong signal by routing copper and silver wires with a Melthusian antenae array within the casing of the box. That should give you good range. Just be careful of the goblins nearby. They won\'t appreciate my creation if they catch you in their site.\n\nOh, just in case it wasn\'t obvious, don\'t be near the wagon when it blows... it\'ll hurt.' WHERE `entry`=420;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='Before I get back into the details about my design, let me explain where you should place the explosives.\n\nPlan Alpha- the lumber mill:\nThere\'s a wagon out in front of the lumber mill (this is northeast of their deforestation and lumber collection construct). I suspect the engineering plans are inside of the lumber mill.\n\nTo plant the charge, head to the back of the wagon. Once it\'s set, make haste and get some distance.' WHERE `entry`=419;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='Be careful with them by the way. The Nitromirglyceronium alone could reduce you to dust. I\'ve encased some of the liquid in copper tubes which should keep it stable and safe.\n\nThe scroll you got from Collin I used on the detonator boxes. They will now send a silent message to the NG-5 charges after you\'ve set them. I used a simple Stalthwargon mechanism to make sure the wire conductivity is optimal and the flow of the Nitroglyceronium between the differential fluid is better than average.' WHERE `entry`=418;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='Okay, you should have your NG-5 charges and detonators ready. I\'ve labeled them for you... Blue is for the lumber mill. Red is for Windshear Mine.\n\nI did some scouting, and there are enough explosives throughout Windshear Crag that it shouldn\'t be a problem at all for you to get in, plant the explosives, and then get out before detonating them.\n\nRemember, this is a distraction. Get far from the wagons before the goblins get there to check out what happened, then sneak in behind them.' WHERE `entry`=417;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='Blacknails--\n\nThe Sea awaits us.  We need your supplies from the North.  Strip everything: every railroad pike, every waterbucket.  We need metal.  A shipment is due from BB but long overdue.  Come through for me, Blacknails.  Send your supplies directly to the \"barn\" this time.  No time to squander.\n\n--VanCleef' WHERE `entry`=48;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='$N,\nBefore I go any further, let me thank you again for everything you\'ve done for my wife and I. You saved her life, and for that, I owe you far more than I could possibly repay in a hundred lives. She is everything to me. If she would have died... well, I don\'t know what I would have done.\n\nHere is the list of things you\'ll need to recover if I am going to forge a holy weapon for you. I put them in order of what I thought was easiest to hardest--I hope that makes it simpler for you.' WHERE `entry`=871;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='The Council was wise to appoint you head of the Argus Wake, marshal of their strategies in the land of humans and dwarves.  And I am honored to serve as the hand of your will in Alterac.\n\nIn Sargeras\' Name,\n\nNagaz, \nArgus Heirophant' WHERE `entry`=315;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='To My Honorable King:\n\n\'Tis not the place of a lowly soldier\'s wife to question the actions of great leaders such as yourself.  The battles that rage across our lands are being fought to preserve the great life we know and love, from the cool waters of Loch Modan to the brisk, snow-capped peaks of Dun Morogh.' WHERE `entry`=333;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='[The words below were quickly scrawled on the back of the deed]\n\nWe leaned on Furlbrow and got his deed.  Thought it might be handy if you wanted to forge one of these for your own place.  The Furlbrows won\'t give us trouble.  Last I saw them they were on their way out of Westfall, stuck with a broken wagon.' WHERE `entry`=56;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='But the wars we wage in the name of preservation are to come at what cost? Upon the death of which fallen soldier do we realize that the very life we strive to save is slipping from us on the battlefield?\n\nUnder how many swords and axes must we throw our future? Under how many feet of sodden soil must we bury our past?' WHERE `entry`=334;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='Aku\'mai, Princess of the Deep, serves the Old Gods.  She dwells in Blackfathom Deeps, blessing its caves with her ancient wisdom.   Brought to the Deeps by older mortals, Aku\'mai is a symbol of divinity.  She has but a sliver of the Old Gods\' power and savagery, and yet hers is still beyond measure.\n\nAnd so she is worshipped.  And she is feared, and loved.\n\n\n--Lorgalis' WHERE `entry`=797;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='The plan is set in motion.\n\nTake that once-great bastion of faith, Heroes\' Vigil, as our base camp, and we\'ll begin to move reinforcements to you from Westfall once you have sent word that it has been suitably prepared.\n\nThe area is all but forgotten to the citizens and soldiers of Stormwind, and should prove a perfect staging point for our attacks. \n\nThe Defias will take back Stormwind!\n\nI await your response.' WHERE `entry`=811;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='Lastly, I must restate my request for blastpowder.  My supplies are very low, which severely hampers the success of the excavation.  I was told a resupply of blastpowder was forthcoming, though I have not yet received it.\n\nWhat, may I ask, is the delay?\n\nRespectfully,\nProspector Darteus Ironband' WHERE `entry`=184;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='Tommy Joe -\n\nWith each passing hour, my heart withers from your absence.  Oh, if only our folks could see beyond the silly crimes they have done to each other, and know that the only true crime is hate.  Hate consumes, and I fear in these dimming times that hate will take hold of more than just our families.\n\nIf they realized this then we could, at long last, be together.  It is for that day I hope, and for that day I live.\n\nYour love,\nMaybell' WHERE `entry`=25;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='Along with killing Dartol, the furbolg split up the rod into three parts so it couldn\'t be used against them again. It has been difficult, but I\'ve a good idea where all three parts were placed.\n\nThe Gem\nThe first part of the rod, a glowing gem, was hidden in a shrine in Northwestern Ashenvale. I believe now this shrine is the ruins at the center of Lake Falathim. The Sentinels tell me that it\'s been inhabited by murlocs now.' WHERE `entry`=408;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='A pack is lost. I sent the worgen to range through the forest and identify areas of demonic infestation, but they did not return. I begin to worry about the leaders that I have entrusted control to. They are of simple mind, and this small bit of authority I have given them, they stretch to the utmost. Am I losing control? Perhaps I shall cease summoning additional worgen for the time being.\n\n\nMay Elune\'s blessings be upon me until my work is done.' WHERE `entry`=400;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='Not all the furbolg have been corrupted. Some still live and try to protect the forest. During their corruption, some of the furbolg fled, many were killed, and others were forced out of their tribes.\n\nI found a venerable furbolg of the Foulweald tribe living above Lake Mystral--his name is Krolg.\n\nI\'ve watched him for days, and I think if I were to approach him in the guise of a furbolg, I could help him and discover a way to re-establish a bond between our people.' WHERE `entry`=407;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='Greetings, Master,\n\nForgive me for the method of sending this message.  My shadow mages in Alterac are intent on their tasks, forcing me to use a foreign messenger -- conscripted from our new \"allies\" -- to bring you this report.  But I have encrypted this letter with one of our most esoteric ciphers.  Its words are safe from these yokels.' WHERE `entry`=248;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='I\'ve stood before a towering Infernal on the battlefield, the army of the Burning Legion advancing from all directions.  An unruly band of Trolls seems as harmless as a jackrabbit in the hills of Dun Morogh.\n\nWe passed the Tkashi Ruins without event, much to Barnil\'s relief.  The party proceeded to head westward, toward the Great Sea, skirting the Ruins of Zul\'Kunda just to the south.  As we ascended the high sea bluffs we spotted our first Raptor.' WHERE `entry`=173;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='Dun Modr of the Wetlands\n\nMy Dear Sara,\n\nThe indications are very strong that we shall move to take watch over the Thandol Span in a few days. Lest I shall not be able to write to you again. I feel impelled to write a few lines that may fall under your eye when I shall be no more.' WHERE `entry`=317;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='To the Honorable Headmaster Crillian,\n\nMy former Master, I write to you so that you might know what your apprentice has been doing of late.  Paying heed to your advice, I sought to build my knowledge and wisdom through travel outside the gates of our beloved Stormwind.  My journeys took me to many places but I have decided to take up residence here in the lovely town of Moonbrook.  The surrounding fields of Westfall are most beautiful as the harvest approaches.' WHERE `entry`=16;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='Ajeck and Sir Erlgadin were anxious to learn how to hunt effectively with a Dwarven Rifle.  I had the two humans leave their primitive range weapons at base camp.  Barnil and I outfitted them with some of Ironforge\'s finest firearms.' WHERE `entry`=165;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='Our assignment may be one of a few days duration and full of pleasure, and it may be one of severe conflict and death to me. If it is necessary that I should fall on the battlefield for the Alliance, I am ready. \n\nI have no misgivings about or lack of confidence in the cause in which I am engaged and my courage does not halt or falter.' WHERE `entry`=318;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='I know I have but few and small claims upon Divine Providence but something whispers to me - perhaps it is the wafted prayer of my little Edgar - that I shall return to my loved ones unharmed. If I do not my dear Sara never forget how much I love you and when my last breath escapes me on the battlefield I shall whisper your name. \n\nForgive my many faults and the many pains I have caused you, how thoughtless, how foolish I have often times been.' WHERE `entry`=322;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='Our hastily aimed shots were enough to buy Barnil\'s escape.  Barnil clamored back down the hill and rejoined the party. We scurried off into the jungle; a pack of ferocious Lashtail Raptor\'s stalking our every move.\n\nThe hunters were now the hunted.' WHERE `entry`=176;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='Valik,\nGuard the slave until our return. It\'s not safe to keep IT here any longer. We\'ll be moving it north, farther away from any possibility of being seen. \n\nThey\'re animals, but brutal animals nonetheless--given enough of them, we\'d have reason to be concerned. Better to hide any signs that would provoke them altogether. The last thing we want to give them is a reason to rally and attack us in force.' WHERE `entry`=249;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='COMMENDATION:\n\nThe bearer of these documents is to be awarded Deputy status with the Stormwind Army, having served Northshire with eagerness and distinction.  I am confident you will find this person useful in Elwynn Forest.\n\nsigned:\n-Marshal Douglas McBride, \nStormwind Army, Northshire' WHERE `entry`=212;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='Invar One-Arm\nThe first Chief Assassin of the Scarlet Crusade \nCitizen of Dalaran\nLast seen on the shores of Northrend' WHERE `entry`=2175;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='It is not the place of the lowly soldier\'s wife to ask such questions.\n\nYet I write to you now as the lowly soldier\'s widow. My husband might have been one soldier in the ranks of thousands to you.  To me he was the great Sully Balloo, father of my children and my one partner in this life.\n\nForgive me if my questions to you, oh great leader, ring inappropriate. But the dead cannot ask these questions for themselves....\n\nYour Loyal Subject,\nSara Balloo' WHERE `entry`=335;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='and understood me. By further channeling energy into the Scythe, the barriers weakened more, and I was able to draw worgen into our world. A score and half I was able to summon in my first attempt. They followed me into battle, and with their brutish strength at my command, we tore into the demons of Felwood.\n\nElune has granted my wishes. The forest will be cleansed.\n\n\nMay Elune\'s blessings be upon me until my work is done.' WHERE `entry`=398;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='An evil force created these,\nHe sits on Dreadmist Peak at ease,\nHe laughs at thee and thy friend,\nHis elementals have no end,\n\nSoon you must confront this mage,\nFor only death will end his rage.' WHERE `entry`=394;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='one another. As I\'m sure the elves would be, the furbolg were angered, but they reacted much more strongly and killed Dartol.\n\nThe furbolg, at least at this time, weren\'t the same corrupted creatures they\'ve become. They were still rational and intelligent--their relationship with our people amicable.\n\nI\'m hoping that if I can recreate the rod with the help of a dryad named Shael\'dryn, I can use its power to help our people... and the furbolg.' WHERE `entry`=406;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='We now take refuge in a sheltered cavern, seemingly out of harm\'s way.  But we are indeed trapped until a force can be sent to reckon with the Raptors.  Whelgar is trying to continue work but I suspect he is still quite frightened.  That is our situation, Tarrel.  Please urge Longbraid to muster a rescue force at once.\n\nMy love for you remains strong, even through this dire time.\n\n--Merrin' WHERE `entry`=94;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='whispers, of a wizard of the Kirin Tor named Arugal. From what I have heard, it is possible that he has also summoned worgen. I would consult with this wizard--distasteful as it may be--and see what he knows.\n\nThe worgen are dangerous, and I wish to stem the tide. On the morrow, I will travel to the port in the Barrens and book passage to the New World.\n\n\nMay Elune\'s blessings be upon me until my work is done.' WHERE `entry`=402;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='Though I have not summoned additional worgen, their numbers continue to increase. It is as though the Scythe no longer requires my intervention for the summoning process. This is troubling. I have gathered as many of the packs as I could find, and ordered them to remain at the Shrine of Mel\'Thandris.\n\nMeanwhile, I have searched the libraries in Darnassus and consulted with the Circle of Ancients in Darkshore. Not one scrap of information about these worgen did I find. I have heard reports,' WHERE `entry`=401;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='Stoutmantle --\n\nSome nerve sending a total stranger to discuss the Defias gang.  Once you saved my life and now you put it in great peril.\n\nBut I owe you.  The Defias Brotherhood is larger than you think.  Every mine from Westfall to Elwynn Forest is under their control.  Kobolds and Gnolls have been enlisted to do their dirty work.  They have goblins crafting metal monsters to place in the Westfall fields to prey on the superstitions of the local residents.' WHERE `entry`=38;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='in my hands, I received a vision of chaos. Wolf-men... the worgen... battled an incredible enemy. The worgen fought savagely, as fit their primitive race, but their enemy was unflinching: the Lords of the Emerald Flame.\n\nAnd that was when I realized the true power of the Scythe. By focusing on it, I became able to communicate with the worgen. It was not speech I used to contact them, however. It was something different... I could not describe it.\n\nWhat mattered was that the worgen heard' WHERE `entry`=397;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='Elune has granted my wishes. The lives of my fallen comrades will not be in vain, and I shall avenge their deaths using the Scythe of Elune. It is an ancient thing, a branch, twisted and gnarled of wood that could be older than even the Kaldorei.\n\nFor many hours I examined the tool that the goddess granted to me. It is no ordinary weapon, that is for certain, nor is it a simple magical implement. With it... it is as though the barriers of time and space are weakened.\n\nHolding the Scythe' WHERE `entry`=396;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='Bumbling fools!\n\nMy plans called for both bridges to be destroyed simultaneously.  And what do you simple-minded thugs do?  You only get half the job done and alert the entire Alliance as to our intentions.  Fools I say!\n\nYou have one chance to make amends for your actions.  We have a backup cache of explosives in Arathi Highlands, not far from the bridge.  \n\nFinish the job if you value your measly lives!\n\n--Kam Deepfury' WHERE `entry`=316;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='Master Delgren,\n\nIt is as you feared. Your theory about the Tower of Althalaxx has proven true. A cult has gathered at the tower with many warlocks amongst their number, including even a foul satyr. They call themselves the Cult of the Dark Strand. I cannot imagine what vile purpose brings them together, but it worries me.\n\nPlease forgive the terseness in which I have composed this missive, but danger lurks in the forest around me, and I can spare few words to describing the situation. I' WHERE `entry`=361;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='ULTRA VITAL DATA!  SECURITY RATING 5122!\n\n01001001 01100110 00100000 01111001 01101111 01110101 00100000 01100011 01100001 01101110 00100000 01110010 01100101 01100001 01100100 00100000 01110100 01101000 01101001 01110011 00101100 00100000 01111001 01101111 01110101 00100111 01110010 01100101 00100000 01110011 01110100 01100001 01101110 01100100 01101001 01101110 01100111 00100000 01110100 01101111 01101111 00100000 01100011 01101100 01101111 01110011 01100101' WHERE `entry`=1191;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='Archbishop Alonsus Faol\n\nBenevolent patron of the Church of Light.\n\nThough he began his good work in Stratholme, Lordaeron, Archbishop Faol was a great friend to the people of Stormwind. In the dark days after the Second War, he helped to reform the Brotherhood of Northshire and raised vast funds to rebuild Stormwind city itself.\n\nThis Cathedral stands not only as a bastion of the Holy Light, but as a lasting testament to one man\'s noble spirit and generosity. ' WHERE `entry`=2291;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='It\'s a gamble, but I have no other clues at this time...\n\nAs I find out more I\'ll put the details here; but until then, I shall work on finding the parts of the rod and helping Ashenvale.' WHERE `entry`=414;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='He tells me he\'s been throughout all of Dor\'danil, and he\'s never seen a chest or any container that may hold the pommel. \n\nHe also tells me that rotting slimes have inhabited the area, and they devour almost anything smaller than them. He\'s seen them \"eat\" tables, sculptures, bears, and even gnomes!\n\nThe slimes seem to gain a great deal of sustenance from things magical. If the chest holding the pommel was enchanted at all, the slimes might have eaten it.' WHERE `entry`=413;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='This may require more investigation. I\'m not sure I\'m powerful enough to fight the spirits of my dead kin...let alone delve into the depths of Dor\'danil and find the pommel.\n\n(Note: During my preparations in Astranaar, I\'ve recently met a dwarf hunter who has spent a good portion of his time in Ashenvale trying to help my people. He came from a place called Stormwind.\n\nWe spoke over a few ales one night, and his tales have given me new hope of finding the pommel...' WHERE `entry`=412;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='Shael\'dryn is a dryad who protects the moonwell northeast of Lake Iris. She refuses to leave the forest or forsake it to the corruption. I know she has the power and knowledge to repair the rod, or to at least tell me how I can do it on my own.\n\nThe pommel\nThe pommel of the rod was given to the druids of Dor\'danil. There is one major problem with this though: the druids are dead.\n\nTheir spirits now inhabit the area and are no longer hospitable.' WHERE `entry`=411;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='If I can\'t find the gem hidden in the shrine, it might be in the possession of one of the murlocs.\n\nThe shaft portion\nThis part of the rod was given to the treants near what is now called Felwood. Neither the furbolg nor my kind could have suspected that such magnificent creatures could ever fall to the corruption that\'s overtaken the land.\n\nMy research tells me that the guardians kept the piece in a small glade locked within a chest. To find out any more, I\'ll have to speak to Shael\'dryn.' WHERE `entry`=409;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='Regardless, he was apparently more successful than naught in actualizing his plans. Did he want to attempt his machinations on the furbolg before trying on my people? Did the furbolg have something he coveted? Who knows?\n\nUsing an item he created (a rod or staff of some kind), he attempted to infiltrate the furbolg tribes of Ashenvale. At some point, and this is where many of the details are still unclear, he was discovered by the furbolg while trying to manipulate them into acting against' WHERE `entry`=405;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='Where once I thought it preposterous that a human would come to our lands and learn our ways, this wizard, this evil man, came here and not only survived, but also gained some of our knowledge. I\'m still uncertain how...\n\nI never discovered his goals during my investigation, but his plan seemed simple: using druidic magic, he wanted to befriend and then control the furbolg. If it was in an attempt to harm my kin, or for some other malicious purpose, I hope to find out before my path ends.' WHERE `entry`=404;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='I started this journal so I could keep notes on my quest to help Ashenvale. There is a mystery to some of the events that occurred not too long ago, and hopefully I will be able to unravel some of it in order to help my people.\n\nLet me start by putting down facts so they don\'t slip my mind at a later date.\n\nI\'ve recently found truth to the rumors of the wizard Dartol\'s efforts.' WHERE `entry`=403;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='REPORT: Wolves\n\nThere has been an increase in reported animal attacks in Northshire.  Eagan believes the  wolves in the valley were scared here from Duskwood.\n\nAlthough the wolves rarely hunt human prey, the sheer number of them has caused some incidents with farmers.  And many livestock have gone missing.' WHERE `entry`=211;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='REPORT: Thieves\n\nMore alarming than the kobolds, a human gang of thieves has emerged in the valley.  They wear red bandanas and call themselves a brotherhood.  This level of organization may lead to trouble, both here and in all of Elwynn Forest.\n\nWe have identified one of their leaders--one Garrick Padfoot--and hope to bring him to justice soon.' WHERE `entry`=210;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='REPORT: Kobolds\n\nThe activity of kobolds has increased in the vicinity of Northshire Valley.  They camp north of the abbey and within the Echo Ridge Mine in alarming numbers.  I have marshalled paladins, warriors and other local folk to aid me in ridding us of the vermin.\n\nThis progresses well.  And I will update as needed.' WHERE `entry`=209;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='But Oh Sara if the dead can come back to Azeroth and flit unseen around those they love, I shall always be near you in the gladdest day and in the darkest night amidst your happiest scenes and gloomiest hours always, always and if there be a soft breeze upon your cheeks it shall be my breath, as the cool air fans your throbbing temple, it shall be my spirit passing by.\n\nSara, do not mourn me dead, think I am gone and wait for thee, for we shall meet again.\n\n--Sully' WHERE `entry`=332;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='How gladly would I wash out with my tears every little spot upon your happiness and struggle with all the misfortunes of this world to shield you and my dear children from harm.\n\nBut I cannot. \n\nI must watch you from the twisting nether and hover near you while you buffet the storms with your precious little freight and wait with sad patience till we meet to part no more.' WHERE `entry`=323;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='My Dearest Tarrel -\n\nExcuse the haste with which this correspondence was written but time is not a luxury we have.  \n\nThe dig crew was making significant progress unearthing important Titan artifacts.  But we began to discover other ancient objects, specifically large bones.' WHERE `entry`=92;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='They were the first masters of the world, and they ruled with might and terror.  Though they are now chained and sleeping, their servants still roam and we small, frail mortals cannot match their strength.\n\nThose who try are devoured.  But those who know their place, who kneel in supplication to the servants of the Old Gods, who willingly sacrifice mind and soul... only they will find favor.' WHERE `entry`=796;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='The Old Gods are the will of our world.  In every storm there roars the laughter of an Old God.  The blaze of a wildfire is the heat of their gaze.  As Old Gods walk, the earth trembles and breaks, and lesser things scream and tear at their own flesh in despair.\n\nAnd despair they should, for just as fire shows no mercy to a child\'s curious hand, the Old Gods have no care for those beneath them.  At best, we are pawns.  At worst, we are playthings.' WHERE `entry`=795;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='The Earthmother\'s eyes shone down upon the lands she had breathed into creation. Her right eye, An\'she (the sun), gave warmth and light to the land. Her left eye, Mu\'sha (the moon), gave peace and sleep to the stirring creatures of the dawning. Such was the power of her gaze that the Earthmother closed one dreaming eye for every turning of the sky. Thus, her loving gaze turned day into night for the first dawning of the world.   \n' WHERE `entry`=2296;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='Security rating 10^10000 super sensitive data!\n\n01001000 01100101 01101100 01110000 00100001 00100000 00100000 01001001 00100111 01101101 00100000 01110100 01110010 01100001 01110000 01110000 01100101 01100100 00100000 01101001 01101110 00100000 01100001 00100000 01100010 01101001 01101110 01100001 01110010 01111001 00100000 01110000 01110101 01101110 01100011 01101000 00100000 01100011 01100001 01110010 01100100 00100000 01100110 01100001 01100011 01110100 01101111 01110010 01111001 00100001' WHERE `entry`=1193;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='Do NOT let this information fall into enemy hands!\n\n01010100 01101000 01100101 00100000 01100111 01101110 01101111 01101101 01100101 00100000 01101011 01101001 01101110 01100111 00100000 01110111 01100101 01100001 01110010 01110011 00100000 01101110 01101001 01100111 01101000 01110100 00100000 01100101 01101100 01100110 00100000 01110101 01101110 01100100 01100101 01110010 01110111 01100101 01100001 01110010' WHERE `entry`=1192;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='I shall travel to meet you in person when the winter rains subside and the roads are suitable for travel once again.\n\nUntil then,\n\nStalvan Mistmantle of Silverpine' WHERE `entry`=19;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='Dear Noble Sir,\n\nWord of your need for a tutor for your children has traveled to me here in Goldshire, where I take up temporary residence in the Lion\'s Pride Inn.  Due to the unfortunate state of events in the region, I was forced to abandon my post as Headmaster of the Moonbrook Schoolhouse.  Please accept my application to serve as tutor for your offspring.  Headmaster Crillian of the Academy can speak to you of my abilities if necessary.' WHERE `entry`=18;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='And when this is done, the next stage of our plan may begin.  With a nation of our own and a base of power in this region, we may then prepare the way for the Third Host.\n\nSoon, the Legion Lords will reward our works by raining fire from the skies once again!' WHERE `entry`=259;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='Today the Syndicate holds little power in these lands, but they know the area well and have assembled sufficient manpower for the tasks ahead.  With proper guiding I am confident that soon, the Syndicate will again rule Alterac.\n\nIn addition, we have urged the Syndicate to aim for the city of Stromgarde in the nearby Arathi Highlands.  The city is a battlefield between our forces, ogres and the humans of Stromgarde, but we feel that with careful tactics we will own this once great city.' WHERE `entry`=258;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='Our plans progress well; as mentioned, we made an alliance with a group of humans who call themselves the Syndicate.  Its leaders were once the nobles of Alterac and they crave to once again hold sway here.\n\nAnd so they have struck a bargain with us.  A bargain they will regret.' WHERE `entry`=257;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='Master Carevin,\n\nThe bearer of this note has shown $g himself : herself; to be upstanding in the Light, capable of battling the undead and demons that plague the borders of Duskwood, and willing to join the Carevin family in their cause of Light.\n\nI would thereby suggest that you give this warrior of the Light further duties--perhaps to investigate some of the townsfolk that are under suspicion of succor to the enemies of the Light.\n\nYours faithfully,\nCalor' WHERE `entry`=63;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='This is a deed to an expanse of land within the region of Westfall.  It entitles the persons below with ownership rights of the designated area, as well as all items produced and any structures built within its borders.\n\nThe document is signed by:\n\n    Theodore Furlbrow\n    Verna Furlbrow' WHERE `entry`=55;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='Hello Morgan,\n\nBusiness in Goldshire is brisk, so brisk that I haven\'t had time to send you any shipments!  \n\nI commissioned the person bearing this note to bring you a package of large wax candles (you know, the ones the Kobolds like to wear on their heads?). \n\nPlease give this person our thanks, and fair payment.' WHERE `entry`=15;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='A Kor Gem - From the tales I\'ve been told, the gems are used by some spell casters to hold energy for their magics, making them even deadlier. A night elf I once helped, Thundris Windweaver, can tell you more since you will be speaking on my behalf. I believe one of the gem\'s stored energies can be used in your weapon\'s creation.\n\nWhen last we spoke, Thundris was in Auberdine a town deep within Darkshore, the corrupted forest that dots the coast underneath the shadow of the night elf homeland.' WHERE `entry`=876;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='Among them, the smithing hammer my father gave me. I doubted it in my youth, but he always told me the hammer was enchanted, and it\'s the last reminder I had of him before he was killed by the Scourge.\n\nBring me my hammer, $N, so I may use it as a focus for my passion. If it is indeed enchanted, then it will only aid us both.\n\nI left it in the stables in the main courtyard of the keep. Unless the creatures there have taken up smithing themselves, then I expect it to still be lying there.' WHERE `entry`=875;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='Smithing Hammer - Before the coming of the Plague and Arthas\' betrayal, I lived in a town called Pyrewood, deep within the beautiful forest of Silverpine. The forest isn\'t nearly as beautiful as it once was, and the keep where I learned the secret of steel has long since become corrupt and foul, overrun with creatures of unimaginable evil.\n\nWhen my wife and I made our escape from what is now called Shadowfang Keep, we left some of our most precious possessions.' WHERE `entry`=874;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='Refined Ore - There is a dwarf in Thelsamar, a smith that I trained with for some time, named Bailor Stonehand. He makes a very special alloy that I think would be perfect for your weapon. I expected a shipment of the alloy to arrive while I was in Ironforge, but I have yet to hear word from him.\n\nFind him and check on the shipment. And if he\'s no longer in Loch Modan, I would at least know what\'s happened to my old teacher.' WHERE `entry`=873;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='Some good whitestone oak - Before it was taken over, the mines below Moonbrook in Westfall had an abundance of the lumber; they used it in the construction of some of their more important lattices and tools because of its resilience to heat and pressure.\n\nIt was brought down there after being shipped from overseas somewhere. It\'s a rare wood that is plenty strong enough to be used in the crafting of your weapon. If any of it\'s left in the mines, then the goblin woodcarvers would have it.' WHERE `entry`=872;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='There has been one exception.  The peculiarly carved idols found recently (a brief description of these was included in my last report) seem to have an effect on the Troggs at the site.  They are drawn to the stone carvings, and some Troggs are driven berserk by them!\n\nMore study is required for any conclusions regarding these idols, but I remain hopeful that they will shed light on a link between the Troggs and the Titans.' WHERE `entry`=183;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='Honorable Colleagues and Truthseekers\n\nThe site\'s excavation continues, but it is slowed by the Troggs mentioned in my last report.  I am confident they can be dealt with, even if some of these Troggs are more aggressive than usual.\n\nMore artifacts were found recently, though in all cases but one (which I will discuss below), recent findings are of the same caliber as before - interesting, if not enlightening.' WHERE `entry`=182;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='threat, just another death cult, perhaps. Little does he know that we are but one of the... strands of the Shadow Council.\n\nAs a child, I was once told of an insect whose bite could kill with ease, though it looked nothing more than a fly, a speck barely worthy of recognition. It is the things you dismiss which will hurt you the most, left to fester.' WHERE `entry`=444;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='It never ceases to amaze me how easily hatred can be used to bend people to your will. The orcs and trolls were easiest, their hatred of the Alliance making them willing subjects to hear the message of the Dark Strand. Do they have any inkling of the greater power they serve?\n\nThat infuriating paladin, Delgren the Purifier, has been poking into our affairs in Ashenvale Forest, while his lackey, Balthule, spies on my tower, thinking his presence unknown to me. Delgren believes us a minor' WHERE `entry`=443;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='A note is attached to the crate.  It reads:\n\n\"Verner - sorry to hear Redridge is having such trouble.  Here are the shoes you need.  Please pay me 100 silver at your earliest convenience.\"\n\n\"Or if you like, you can pay me in underbelly scales from black dragon whelps (I hear Dragon Whelps are common in the Redridge Mountains).  Because we\'re friends... 4 scales will be enough.  Thanks --Argus\"' WHERE `entry`=29;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='Having personally known Edwin VanCleef my entire life, I can tell you that facing him as a foe is quite a daunting task.  You see, he was my childhood friend, and I personally trained him in the ways of the shadows thinking that one day he might consider a career alongside me.  If VanCleef is heading up the Defias Brotherhood, may the Light have mercy on our souls.\n\nMaster Mathias Shaw\nStormwind Assassin\'s Guild' WHERE `entry`=43;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='Lord Stoutmantle--\n\nLed by Edwin VanCleef, the Stonemason\'s Guild was composed of the most skilled builders among men.  The Stonemasons helped to rebuild the broken city of Stormwind that was razed by the orcs during the First War. VanCleef and his tradesmen were peerless builders and their work and artistry was evident in the edifices of the Cathedral of Light and Stormwind Keep itself.' WHERE `entry`=41;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='They have a vast underground network built.  Bigger than you know, Stoutmantle.  From Booty Bay right to Stormwind Keep.  You may be a brave Paladin but you are a fool if you think you can shut them down.  They are working on a weapon of mass destruction.  After all, if there\'s one thing Stonemasons know, it\'s how to build big.  You didn\'t think this was about pumpkin farms and vineyards, now did you?  I repaid your favor.  Now leave me be!\n\n--W' WHERE `entry`=39;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='Osric,\n\nPlease find below the list of armor of which we are in need:  \n\n10 Mail shirts\n20 Helms\n30 Armor Patches\n15 Mail Boots\n\nWe are, as always, in your debt.  And should Westfall ever be free of the thieves who threaten it, it would ease the guilt in my heart if I could invite you to my family\'s home, for a fine meal cooked from the bounty this land was once so well known.\n\n-Lewis\nQuartermaster, Sentinel Hill\n\n' WHERE `entry`=2512;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='Payment will be made through the usual channels.  And do give the bearer of this request a standard, delivery stipend.  You may add it to the cost of the shield.\n\n\n\nSincerely, and many thanks,\n--Gringer Stormpike' WHERE `entry`=650;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='-Perfectly round, spanning from fist to elbow.\n\n-Studs along the edge.  Silver.\n\n-One large stud in the center, spanning three finger widths.  Silver.\n\n-Oaken, and reinforced with iron.\n\n-My name, Gringer Stormpike, etched across the top rim.\n' WHERE `entry`=649;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='Master Longbeard,\n\nAs you know, we Stormpikes have an eye for excellence, and so the quality of your shields is no mystery to us.\n\nI, therefore, am keen to commission you for such a shield.  I have included specifications on the following page:\n\n\n' WHERE `entry`=607;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='<HTML>\n<BODY>\n<BR/>\n<BR/>\n<H1 align=\"center\">\nEliza\n</H1>\n<BR/>\n<BR/>\n<BR/>\n<BR/>\n<P align=\"center\">\nBeloved wife, may the earth sate your hunger.\n</P>\n</BODY>\n</HTML>' WHERE `entry`=731;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='Before long, Ajeck tracked the panther to the southwest.  We walked quietly, guns at the ready, in anticipation of our prey.  A snapping of twigs from a nearby copse of trees drew our attention immediately.  Something was in there. One stern glance at Barnil was enough to convey my thoughts.  Barnil slowly lowered his rifle.  This kill was not for us; it was for our Human companions.  Countless panthers had lost their lives in front of our smoking barrels.  This kill would be for the Humans.' WHERE `entry`=167;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='On this day we ventured to the south, following some fresh panther tracks.  Soon we reached a ravine spanned by a tremendous rope bridge.  I could not help but to think of Brann\'s descriptive writings of this region when I saw the engineering marvel.  So often it was assumed that the native Trolls were a primitive and uneducated race yet as I gazed upon the master craftsmanship of the bridge I was able to recognize the skill with which the Troll builders overcame the seemingly impossible feat.' WHERE `entry`=166;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='I had promised the expedition that we would spend the next day hunting panthers, as their furs are in high demand throughout Azeroth.  It only makes sense that such demand should exist with all of the able-bodied hunters, trappers and fur-traders off giving their lives so valiantly in the name of the Alliance.' WHERE `entry`=164;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='On a rocky precipice above, silhouetted by the setting sun, I could make out the largest cat of prey I have ever laid eyes upon.  I was able to loose one clumsy volley with my rifle, but the cat held his ground.  He growled once again, this time louder than the first, and vanished.\n\nWe gathered our belongings and headed solemnly back to camp.' WHERE `entry`=163;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='The kill brought about a festive mood amongst the expedition.  Barnil poured mead for all to enjoy.  But our festivities were short-lived.  As we were preparing the corpse for transport back to base camp we were all caught off guard by a horrendous growl.  In all my years I have never heard anything so blood curdling.' WHERE `entry`=162;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='The beast was a male Stranglethorn Tiger.  Before I could cock my rifle, Erlgadin raised his crossbow and fired upon the beast.  The bolt missed its mark and caught the beast heavily in the left flank.  The tiger made a futile attempt to flee but its wound was too grave.  The beast stumbled for a few tragic seconds until Barnil finished the kill with a thrown axe.' WHERE `entry`=161;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='But I could not bask in the glory of the kill for long.  For when I turned my eyes toward the horizon, several silhouettes appeared cresting the hill, just above poor Barnil.  \n\n*Flee, Barnil!* I shouted.  Ajeck, Sir Erlgadin and myself loosed a volley of bullets, arrows and bolts over Barnil and toward the pursuing raptors.  One of us landed a kill amidst the confusion.' WHERE `entry`=175;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='As the weeks passed our stockpile of panther and tiger skins grew immense.  I decided it was time for the expedition to shift our focus to a new challenge: Raptors.\n\nThe Humans, while appreciative of the training Barnil and I offered, decided to refrain from hunting with firearms.  Ajeck was much more comfortable with a finely strung bow and Sir Erlgadin never left camp without his sturdy crossbow.' WHERE `entry`=171;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='The Humans trained their sites on the panther as it ran along the edge of the tree line.  The barrels of their guns moved in perfect parallel tandem.  Barnil gave me an urging glance but I shook my head no.  This hunt was for the Humans, not Barnil or me.  Erlgadin fired a booming shot, missing the panther altogether.  Apparently he was unprepared for the violent kickback of the rifle blast.' WHERE `entry`=169;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='They breathed skies and raging atmospheres into being - all part of their unfathomable, far-sighted plan to create order out of chaos. They even empowered primitive races to tend to their works and maintain the integrity of their respective worlds.\n\nThe Titans, ruled by an elite sect known as the Pantheon, brought order to a hundred million worlds scattered throughout the Great Dark Beyond during the first ages of creation. ' WHERE `entry`=577;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='Though the exact origins of the chaotic universe remain unclear, it is clear that a race of powerful beings arose to bring order to the various worlds and ensure a safe future for the beings that would follow in their footsteps.\n\nThe Titans, colossal, metallic-skinned gods from the far reaches of the cosmos, came forward and set to work on the worlds they encountered. They shaped the form of their worlds by raising mighty mountains and dredging out vast seas.' WHERE `entry`=576;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='Valea Twinblades  \nWarrior of the Scarlet Crusade\nCitizen of Alterac  \nLast seen deep in the Eastern Plaguelands' WHERE `entry`=2177;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='Orman of Stromgarde\nThe first Captain General of the Scarlet Crusade \nCitizen of Stromgarde\nLost at the mouth of Icecrown Glacier' WHERE `entry`=2176;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='The word BETRAYER is crudely scratched over the finely etched epitaph that reads:\n\nYuriv lies here.\nFather, Husband, Paladin.\nLet his children bear witness to the fact that his dedication to the Light was unquestionable.\nHe would never ask anything of them that he himself would not do.\n' WHERE `entry`=690;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='The guards of this tower seem to be especially weak to my attacks. As I was scouting the backside of the tower, a patroller spotted me and attacked. I was able to easily dispatch the guard with a timely gouge followed by a backstab. \n\nI waited in hiding for her partner to come investigate the commotion. The patroller came towards the bushes where I had dragged the corpse and began a search. Slowly, carefully, I crept up behind him, not wanting my ambush to be discovered. ' WHERE `entry`=1051;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='A while back, at the Explorers\' League headquarters in Ironforge, I remember a lecture given by Chief Archeologist Greywhisker. The old chap made mention of such a god, one which was revered by the strange elves of Darnassus because of his rumored altruistic nature--\n\nBah! One moment. I hear snorting outside the tent. Surely just some thistle boars trying to get at my apple stash....' WHERE `entry`=427;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='--Day One--\n\nMy journey from Ironforge finally brings me to Kalimdor!\n\nProspector Khazgorm of Bael Modan is making great headway. He uncovered a fossil today which the site scholars believe to be a bone fragment of an ancient god. Khazgorm is certain the fossil is part of a greater mystery. While he oversees the excavation site, he has made it my quest to discover more fossils to piece together the story. \n\nMy assignment: head to the south in search of more clues.' WHERE `entry`=424;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='<HTML>\n<BODY>\n<IMG src=\"Interface\\Pictures\\11733_ungoro_256\"/>\n</BODY>\n</HTML>\n' WHERE `entry`=1637;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='Devlin despaired and sought an escape from our ill fortunes, and in doing so he made a pact with the Scourge.  I do not know what price was promised him for his betrayal, but I\'m sure it was laced with lies.\n\nIf you see my brother, then flee from him.  He is a fiend.  A few nights ago he murdered two of our watchmen and let a small group of Scourge through the breach, leading them to where many more of us slept.' WHERE `entry`=253;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='Devlin warned us that if we tried to face the Scourge, then we were doomed.  He told us this when they first entered Tirisfal Glades, well before they encircled our home.  Perhaps he was pleading with us to leave, or perhaps he was gloating.\n\nIt was always hard to understand Devlin\'s motives.  Since he was a child, he was a mystery to us.' WHERE `entry`=255;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='Greetings Ello Ebonlocke, Mayor of Darkshire.  I\'m afraid I have news for your town.  Grave news.\n\nYou see, I am a creator.  I fooled the bearer of this note into aiding me in my latest, most dire creation - a fiend of flesh and bone and twisted metal!  As you read this, it\'s likely outside my humble dwelling, gnashing its teeth and waiting for my word to go forth and slaughter.\n\nBut you\'ll know soon enough.\n\n-The Embalmer' WHERE `entry`=235;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='For immediate dissemination to all Twilight\'s Hammer members.\n\nThe following information describes the use of wind stones for communication with our masters in the Abyssal Council.\n\nAll frivolous use of wind stones will be punished in a most painful manner.\n\n-Twilight Keeper Havunth' WHERE `entry`=2812;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='When the opportunity was made available, I thrust my dagger into his backside! His lungs quickly gave way under the force of the attack as his corpse hit the ground with a dull thud.\n\nIt had been such a fast and violent ambush that the poor fool did not even have the time to scream in pain. Curiously, when I removed the blade from his backside, a foul odor leaked out of the perforated patroller.\n\n' WHERE `entry`=1052;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='Eventually, the night elves were burned by the arcane fires they had sought to control. Their reckless use of magic had lured the demonic Burning Legion to the world. The demons crushed much of the night elves\' civilization. Though there are no records to indicate that the Legion attacked either troll civilization, it is likely that battles took place across the breadth of the continent. ' WHERE `entry`=2200;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='Ultimately, Arthas submerged Kel\'Thuzad\'s remains within the holy waters of the Sunwell. Although the potent waters of Eternity were fouled by this act, Kel\'Thuzad was reborn as a sorcerous lich. Resurrected as a far more powerful being, Kel\'Thuzad explained the next phase of the Lich King\'s plan. ' WHERE `entry`=2070;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='Curgle, \n\nI have been eagerly awaiting your newest invention. I can\'t wait to begin using it to document my studies.\n\nPlease entrust it to my messenger.\n\n\nWith kindest regards,\n\nDaryn Lightwind' WHERE `entry`=1156;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='What I have noticed is that the fallout is extremely lethal. Imagine if <illegible text> Hahaha! ' WHERE `entry`=1152;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='Quotes$B$B\"You want to know about goblin engineering?  Try asking one of their best and brightest engineers about it - I think his name is \'Nubby Stumpfingers\'.  Want to know why he\'s named that?  THAT\'S goblin engineering.\"$B-- Ringo Tragediction, gnome engineer$B$B\"Say what you want about us goblins, but I will tell you this: WE HAVE EXPLOSIVES!\"$B-- Yazz Nitrospork, goblin bombardier' WHERE `entry`=1276;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='For immediate dissemination to all Twilight\'s Hammer members.\n\nThe search for the traitor, Ortell, is progressing at a most satisfactory pace.  Our scouts have narrowed his location to a network of caverns in Westfall.\n\nOrtell\'s betrayal shall not be forgiven and his escape presents a great security risk to our organization.\n\nAny individual found to be withholding information on Ortell\'s whereabouts will be duly punished.\n\n-Twilight Lord Everun\n' WHERE `entry`=2810;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='Abyssal Templars\n\nAs an initiate you are permitted to establish contact with Abyssal Templars for routine rituals.  Remember to always don the proper garb when utilizing wind stones to avoid activating our defensive enchantments.\n\nShould an unforeseen emergency arise with no overseers present, you are granted permission to summon an Abyssal Templar.\n\nFor details on the summoning rituals involved, refer to last month\'s True Believer.' WHERE `entry`=2813;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='--Day 5--\n\nMy night elf cell mate suffers from grave wounds. The boar men have whipped him repeatedly and I believe he will perish before long unless by some miracle a rescue party braves this treacherous place. He slips in and out of consciousness. When he awakes, I try to give him what little water I have.' WHERE `entry`=430;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='of a trio of the cemetary\'s attendants. As they tried to restrain him, he turned his focus to them, hurling accusations of guilt upon the innocent attendants, then killed them all.\n\nLater, when the rage had passed, realization crept into Morgan\'s mind, and he saw his bloody sword driven into the chests of one of the attendants. Driven to the brink by his emotions, he removed his belt knife and plunged it into his heart.\n\nMorgan Ladimore\'s body and the three bodies of his victims were found' WHERE `entry`=70;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='<HTML>\n<BODY>\n<IMG src=\"Interface\\Pictures\\11733_nightdragon_256\"/>\n</BODY>\n</HTML>\n\n' WHERE `entry`=1638;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='<HTML>\n<BODY>\n<IMG src=\"Interface\\Pictures\\11733_blasted_256\"/>\n</BODY>\n</HTML>\n' WHERE `entry`=1636;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='Poor Heralath looks pale as bone. His fever grows worse by the minute. All the while the boar men are preparing for some great military action. I fear that if I do not attempt my escape soon, I will meet a fate similar to my elven cell mate. \n\nMy plan is to sneak out when the boar men leave for their next hunt. My guards are lazy and often sleep through their shifts.' WHERE `entry`=434;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='<HTML>\n<BODY>\n<IMG src=\"Interface\\Pictures\\11733_blackrock_256\"/>\n</BODY>\n</HTML>\n' WHERE `entry`=1635;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='<The pages are covered in ancient elven runes.>\n\nThe pages herein contain memories of events that transpired in the collection and creation of the reagents required to craft lesser arcanum.\n\nMay our enemies never gain access to these libram. \n\nMay I live to see the pallid light of the moon shine upon Quel\'Thalas once again.\n\nMay I die but for the grace of Kael\'thas.\n\nMay I kill for the glory of Illidan.\n\n-Master Kariel Winthalus' WHERE `entry`=1631;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='But he was right.  We are doomed.  The Agamand family line will end.  Although I still live, I know I will soon be dead.\n\nI am not afraid, and I do not regret remaining with my family.  But my last thoughts will be of you.\n\nLive on, my beloved Yvette, and I will find peace,\n-Thurman' WHERE `entry`=256;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='If we can control which car is in top shape and which car is not, then... I don\'t need to explain to you the advantage in gambling this gives us.\n\nSo, from you, good Fizzlebub, we need that means in which to force the pit crews\' lapse.\n\nDoes Stranglethorn possess some plant or herb or drink we might use to addle the wits of gnomes and goblins?\n\n--K. Koalbeard' WHERE `entry`=446;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='The rocket cars that race the flats are higly tuned and require extreme maintenance.  So it\'s no surprise that pit crews are kept on the scene at all times.  \n\nThese crews constantly test their cars and make fixes and modifications as needed.  It is the only way to keep the cars in a state of top performance.\n\nSo... we\'re looking for a means to force a lapse in one of the pit crews\' dilligence, as any such lapse would cause the crew\'s car to fall quickly into disrepair.' WHERE `entry`=445;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='Mr. Fizzlebub,\n\nThe bearer of this letter and I are devising a business venture that we welcome you to join.  \n\nAs you know, I spend much of my time in the Shimmering Flats -- the aforementioned business venture deals with the races on these flats.\n\nIf racing and, more specifically gambling on races, interests you then please read on, for I feel that your knowledge of Stranglethorn would be useful in our scheme.' WHERE `entry`=439;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='Am I going mad? Today I severed the head of one of my most trusted patrollers in order to get a better look at their soul. As I peered down their severed breathing passage, it occurred to me: I had not eaten anything in days!\n' WHERE `entry`=1153;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='Argus, \n\nAs you know, I\'m up to my neck in repair requests from the Army.  I can\'t complain about all the work, but it\'s depleting my supply of iron.\n\nI don\'t have enough iron for horseshoes.  I know you always keep a large stock--I\'d like to borrow 50 pairs of shoes until I get my next shipment of iron.\n\nYou have my gratitude,\n-Verner' WHERE `entry`=28;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='Heralath and his people seek to discover the source of corruption at this site. Agamaggan was believed to be a pure god, he told me. Why these foul creatures and malignant thorns scar the land is a mystery indeed.\n\nBefore I could press for more information, Heralath slipped into fitful sleep once again...' WHERE `entry`=432;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='It would appear that whatever it is that Klaven has locked away in the chest is having adverse effects upon the inhabitants of the tower. I suspect that the other guards may have similar weaknesses and perhaps, even Klaven himself has fallen victim to the fallout. \n\nAgent Amber Kearnen\nSI:7 Ground Level Operative, R8' WHERE `entry`=1053;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='Lordaeron. Morgan was called to the side of the legendary paladin Uther the Lightbringer to fight against the orcs and the undead. Leaving his wife and children in the safety of his home, Morgan left for war.\n\nThe years passed and the war dragged on, and Morgan would witness many horrific events, including the disbanding of the Paladins of the Silver Hand, the death of Uther and the spread of the plague. The only thing that kept him from the brink of madness was the knowledge that he would' WHERE `entry`=65;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='The Venture Company <illegible text> It would seem that the fools nearly wiped out their entire operation in trying to stabilize the mixture.\n\n<several pages appear to be torn out>\n\n' WHERE `entry`=1151;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='When word reached me that you were ready, I sent this sigil immediately. All of Cenarius\' druids take great satisfaction in seeing our numbers bolster. The spirits even seem to have become stronger with our enhanced presence. In time, and with some patience, hopefuly our strength will return to its former grandeur. Find me near the top of Aldrassil when you are ready. I will be your guide as long as you are in Shadowglen.$B$B- Mardant Strongoak, Druid Trainer' WHERE `entry`=2459;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='his worst fear:\n\nLys Ladimore\nBeloved Wife and Mother\n\nMorgan\'s apprehension turned to dismay and then to grief, and he fell to his knees weeping. For hours he stared at that one grave, begging the cold stone for forgiveness and sobbing apologies. Then, hours later, something in him snapped, and he began to lash out. He brought his sword out of its scabbard and began to rain blows on the gravestones, screaming in rage. Blind in his fury, he lashed out and swung wildly, catching the notice' WHERE `entry`=69;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='someday be reunited with his wife and children.\n\nMorgan would eventually return to his homeland, but find it nothing like how he remembered it. The once verdant forest was corrupted and teemed with the undead and other dark forces. Destroyed houses and farms could be found everywhere, and the cemetary near Raven\'s Hill now dominated much of the area. A shocked and bewildered Morgan eventually made his way to his home, only to find it in ruins. Not knowing what had befallen his homeland, he' WHERE `entry`=66;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='The High Council of Abyssal Lords\n\nOnly Twilight Lords are permitted to contact Prince Skaldrenox, High Marshal Whirlaxis, Baron Kazum or Lord Skwol.  \n\nUnder no circumstances are any low ranking members of the Twilight\'s Hammer allowed to initiate communication with the High Council.  Any outsiders found using a wind stone in this manner will be reduced to ashes on the spot.\n' WHERE `entry`=2815;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='Abyssal Dukes\n\nOnly acolytes in possession of a medallion of station are permitted to establish contact with the  Abyssal Dukes.  Medallions of station are only to be used by the individuals to whom they were originally issued.\n\nMembers of the Twilight\'s Hammer involved in unapproved communication with Abyssal Dukes or unauthorized use of medallions of station will be disciplined with by myself personally.\n' WHERE `entry`=2814;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='With the insectoids driven into exile, the twin troll empires returned to business as usual. Despite their great victory, neither civilization expanded much farther than their original boundaries. However, ancient texts speak of a small faction of trolls that broke off from the Amani Empire and founded their own colony in the heart of the dark continent. ' WHERE `entry`=2196;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='Tyrande, who had become the High Priestess of Elune, asked her love, Malfurion, not to leave her for Ysera\'s Emerald Dream. But Malfurion, honor bound to enter the changing Dreamways, bid the priestess farewell and swore that they would never be apart so long as they held true to their love. ' WHERE `entry`=1850;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='The trolls fought them for many thousands of years, but never succeeded in winning a true victory over the aqir. Eventually, due to the troll\'s persistence, the aqiri kingdom split in half as its citizens fled to separate colonies in the far northern and southern regions of the continent. ' WHERE `entry`=2194;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='The Gurubashi and Amani empires had little love for one another, but rarely warred against each other. At the time, their greatest common enemy was a third empire -- the civilization of Azj\'Aqir. The aqir were intelligent insectoids who ruled the lands of the far west. These clever insectoids were greatly expansionistic and incredibly evil. The aqir were obsessed with eradicating all non-insect life from the fields of Kalimdor. ' WHERE `entry`=2193;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='The terrible war that ensued between Hakkar\'s followers and the rest of the Gurubashi tribes is spoken of only in whispers. The budding empire was shattered by the magic unleashed between the angry god and his rebel children. Just as the battle seemed most hopeless, the trolls succeeded in destroying Hakkar\'s avatar and banishing him from the world. ' WHERE `entry`=2206;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='--Day 4--\n\nCaptured!\n\nMust... write... quickly. \n\nAttacked by boar men of the Razorfen tribe. Believed they were taking me to the great boar remains of the fallen god. Instead, they skirted the great fossils and headed directly west of the giant skull, across the Gold Road.' WHERE `entry`=428;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='Thus, great chunks of both the Amani and Gurubashi Empires still exist in the present day lands of Quel\'Thalas and Stranglethorn (respectively). The Azj\'Aqir kingdoms of Azjol-Nerub and Ahn\'Qiraj have also survived in present day Northrend and Tanaris (respectively).   \n\nBoth troll civilizations recoiled from the vast destruction of the primordial world they had known. The dauntless trolls rebuilt their ravaged cities and set about to reclaim some of their former power.' WHERE `entry`=2202;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='--Day 6--\n\nHeralath\'s condition worsens.\n\nHis eyes opened only once today. He spoke with pained anguish but his message was clear. If I were to escape my doom here in Razorfen Kraul, word must be gotten to Falfindel Waywarder in Thalanaar that Charlga Razorflank was rousing minions in the southern Barrens. The power grows with each day. The Crone must be stopped before the plague of corruption can spread from the Kraul.' WHERE `entry`=433;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='Your Honor--\n\nAll of Westfall mourns for your loss,  but we are plagued with our own war in Westfall.  The farmers have been run off by thieves and mechanical golems.  Stormwind withdrew its troops, leaving the people defenseless.  I mustered the People\'s Militia in the wake of Stormwind\'s abandonment to save what remains of this land.  To take the Militia to Redridge would mean certain doom for Westfall.\n\nMy regrets,\nGryan Stoutmantle' WHERE `entry`=50;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='I miss my tribe, and my home. I would gladly welcome the wind on the open plains or the sunset over Thunder Bluff to the heat of this jungle.\n\nI can see the ocean water not far from me, but it does nothing to cool my body or my temper. It only reminds me of my imprisonment.' WHERE `entry`=310;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='the next day. He was quickly buried, without ceremony, in a hastily dug grave on the outskirts of the cemetary. Because Morgan committed murder against innocents, something that went completely against his beliefs and his nature, and because of the grief that he held in being unable to save his family, Morgan could not die a peaceful death, and lived on as one of the restless dead.\n\nOnly days later, his grave was disturbed, and his body could not be found. The being that was Morgan now' WHERE `entry`=71;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='headed towards the village to find answers, and, he hoped, his wife and children.\n\nMorgan inquired about his family, but could not find any answers. A priest in Darkshire, as it was now called, said that he might search the cemetary at Raven Hill for a gravestone. Morgan refused to believe that his family was dead, and continued to search every farm and house in Duskwood, but to no avail.\n\nMorgan rode from Darkshire to nearby Lakeshire, thinking that perhaps his family had fled. On his way' WHERE `entry`=67;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='Morgan Ladimore was a great and noble knight who fought in defense of the innocent, the poor, and the afflicted. For many years, he worked diligently throughout the outlying areas of Azeroth, bringing relief to the suffering and swift justice to evildoers.\n\nHe was married to a young girl named Lys in the summer of his eighteenth year. They were much in love with each other and would eventually produce three children, a son and two daughters.\n\nMorgan was thirty-two when war broke out in' WHERE `entry`=64;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='Left alone to protect Kalimdor from the dangers of the new world, Tyrande assembled a powerful fighting force from amongst her night elf sisters. The fearless, highly trained warrior women who pledged themselves to Kalimdor\'s defense became known as the Sentinels. Though they preferred to patrol the shadowy forests of Ashenvale on their own, they had many allies upon which they could call in times of urgency. ' WHERE `entry`=1851;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='With the departure of their wayward cousins, the night elves turned their attention back to the safekeeping of their enchanted homeland. The druids, sensing that their time of hibernation was drawing near, prepared to sleep and leave their loved ones and families behind. ' WHERE `entry`=1849;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='Once free from the Kraul, I will head towards Thousand Needles and then west to Thalanaar on the border of the mysterious forest of Feralas. There I will seek the druid known as Falfindel Waywarder.\n\nWhat began as an attempt to explore the past of my people has turned into something much larger. The protection of the Alliance lies in my hands....' WHERE `entry`=435;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='Last night he was able to speak for the first time. He is a druid, called Heralath, sent to these parts to examine the rumors of the fallen boar god. \n\nIn a weakened voice he told me that he believed the great boar skull to be the place where the great boar god Agamaggan fell battling the Burning Legion some 10,000 years ago during the War of the Ancients. His massive body flattened the land and his blood sank into the earth. Twisted spires of thorns grow where his blood fell...' WHERE `entry`=431;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='Roughly dragged inside of a foul-smelling, thorn infested bramble called Razorfen Kraul. Thrown inside a crudely crafted hut and held captive along with a dying night elf.\n\nNo possessions on me save for this journal, my quill and my pocket watch... \n\nSomeone coming now...' WHERE `entry`=429;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='--Day Three--\n\nOh great and splendid discovery!\n\nWhilst exploring today I came across a grand find: massive remains of what seems to have been a boar-like creature. Its skull towered many lengths above me. Each tooth of the beast could dwarf even... well a dwarf. Due to the sheer size of the find, I am lead to believe these are the remains of one of the rumored Old Gods.' WHERE `entry`=426;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='--Day Two--\n\nThe lands of the Barrens are vast and expansive. My trek has been long and arduous and has yielded nothing of interest for the Explorers\' League archives so far. \n\nThe only incident of note took place near the gold road. Off in the distance I noticed some strange creatures. Half pig, half man it seemed. I quickly hid and let the foul beasts pass. My what a foul stench they left behind!' WHERE `entry`=425;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='Their ambush was brutal.  They slew a third of us before we could take them down.  Now, we barely have enough men to watch our borders.  It is only a matter of time before our wearying guard drops and the Scourge attack.\n\nAnd although I saw Devlin\'s face amidst the desperate men and gaunt-faced Scourge on that cursed night, he slipped away before I could catch him.  He might be dead, or he might still live as an agent of the Scourge.\n\nEither way, he is a monster.' WHERE `entry`=254;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='I fear my father made a grave error when he decided to remain and defend our home.  The forces of the Scourge rage through Tirisfal Glades, and although we are well fortified and well stocked, after the betrayal of my brother Devlin we lack the strength and numbers to withstand their continued assault.\n\nIf you receive this letter, Yvette, then know that Devlin is a traitor.' WHERE `entry`=252;
UPDATE `page_text` SET `text`='Dearest Yvette,\n\nI will entrust this letter to our fastest runner.  I pray he can find a way through the forces surrounding us.  And I pray you read these words, for they are the last you will hear of me.\n\nMy only comfort in these dark days is the relief I feel, knowing that you are free of my fate.' WHERE `entry`=214;


-- End of migration.
END IF;
END??
delimiter ; 
CALL add_migration();
DROP PROCEDURE IF EXISTS add_migration;