Sunstrider Isle to the Ghostlands

[MongoJerry]

Last, but certainly not least, comes The Bazaar. The Bazaar is massive, and as its name implies, it holds a lot of shops.



Inside the tailoring shop lies the Mana Loom, which is something that is supposed to be of some importance. City guards will even tell visitors where the Mana Loom is. I assume its something one has to use to cleanse or create some special kind of cloth. Under the tailoring shop is what looks to be a gnome sweatshop. (*chuckle*)



In the center of The Bazaar comes a small surprise. There's another auction house!



And just to the side of it lies another bank! Blizzard is finally figuring out what it is that players want out of their cities. This is just awesome. I just hope the geography of the game doesn't make Silvermoon as dead as Darnassus. Otherwise, I'd make Silvermoon my home city all the time!



But the best part of The Bazaar is the scene played out in the corner of the square. Two speakers try to convince an unwilling crowd to give up magic and live as the Night Elves do. Here is the entire conversation:

Speaker #1: Can you not see what is happening? Open your eyes. It is laid bare for all to see. What is this new alliance? Why have we betrayed our allies of old, only to take up with the enemies of all that live?
Crowdmember #1: No, you're wrong! We were the ones betrayed!
Crowdmember #2: When have the dwarves ever been our friends?
Crowdmember #3: The humans abandoned us in our darkest hour! Their prince himself led the assault on our lands.

Speaker #2: You fool! The prince's minions were the very Forsaken we have now allied ourselves with.
Crowdmember #1: The Ranger-General of Silvermoon will be a loyal ally!
Speaker #1: You speak of her as a friend? You are a fool. This "Dark Lady" is not Sylvanas.
Crowdmember #1: Blood will be true. We can trust in none but our own!
Speaker #1: Blood? And these orcs, these fair weather friends? They will aid us?

Speaker #2: A great blight lies across our land! It grows every day. Our need for magic weakens us, and will bring us to destruction, just as it has before!
Crowdmember #3: How are we to live without magic?
Crowdmember #4: Look at the wonders of this city! This is magic.
Speaker #2: But at what cost? You've all been blinded. We have all been blinded.
Crowdmember #1: You call us traitors?
Speaker #1: The magisters are the traitors! They have sealed our doom.
Crowdmember #3: Idealistic blather. Go back to your forests!
Crowdmember #4: You would have us live like the savages!
Speaker #2: No, not savagery! Conscience. The excesses of our people will destroy us, and all that we have struggled to build.
Speaker #1: We have not struggled so hard to survive, only to bring about the true destruction.
Speaker #2: We stand on the brink of destruction. We must reconsider this rash course of action.



At this point, one of the magisters in the crowd begins opening a summoning portal.

Speaker #1: If we speak as one, we cannot be ignored!



Two other magisters in the crowd touch the portal.

Lend us your voices! Now is the time we must act to save our people.



A priest appears and casts Mind Control on the two speakers.

Speaker #2: Do you not see how magic has made our city great?
Speaker #1: The magisters will guide us back to glory.
Magister priest: That should take care of that. Summon me if you have further need of my services.



Speaker #2: How can you say our lives are not better now? How can you deny the betterment of our lives?

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