Tyrande Whisperwind: The Winter Queen called her gift a seed. Ysera, my beloved friend, could it truly be so?
Ysera says: Yes. I sense this seed is touched by the Dream as well as by Ardenweald. A symbol of the crucial balance between life and death.
Ysera says: I know of a place it can be protected, but... it has been so long...
Ysera says: Bring the seed to my daughter. Merithra will know where it should be taken.
Shandris Feathermoon says: Are you not returning to Azeroth with us? Surely the Winter Queen will allow you to--
Ysera says: When the queen used her own essence to revive me from the wildseed, it bound my soul to this realm.
Ysera says: I cannot leave it. Not without great sacrifice.
Tyrande Whisperwind: Then tell us the price, and it shall be paid.
Ysera says: No, my friends. The kaldorei need you beside them once more.
Ysera says: If Elune wills it, I will soar through Azeroth's skies again... one day.
Winter Queen says: You are reborn in Ardenweald, Child of Dreams. To this realm are you bound, and you will share its fate.
Ysera says: I feel a profound connection to this realm. And yet, in my dreams I still soar above Azeroth.
Droman Aliothe says: You are bound to the Queen, and to Ardenweald, just as I am. Yet I envy your dreams of home.