Vol'jin, Baine, and Talanji

Vol'jin, son of Sen'jin, once warchief of the Horde... Hear my voice and appear before us.
Talanji. Ya voice be a mighty one.
Vol'jin! Is it really you, my old friend?
Baine... ya heart beats strong and true... just like ya fadda. I be glad da demons didn't take ya.
Sylvanas led us to victory in the war against the Legion.
But since then... she has done much to strain the honor that binds the Horde together.
I must know... when the voice spoke to you, bidding you to name her warchief... what spirit was it?
Ah, my young friend. Death be... dark. Me memory... not be what it once was.
Was it Bwonsamdi? Did he crave the death she would bring?
Da memory, it be denied me by da shadows. Shadows... dat... dat be comin' for ya! Watch out!
I remember dyin'. I remember glimpsin' da Other Side.
I was expectin' ta see ol' Bwonsamdi, or Shadra, or Hir'reek... any of da loa.
Dere was a presence. Somethin' movin' in da shadows. Somethin' powerful.
Sometin' not be right dat day. Da demons, deir blades slipped past me guard.
Like dey be doin' now. I cannot hear dem, champion. Da voices of da loa be silent.
I been callin' ta Bwonsamdi for a long time. He not be hearin' me... or he been choosin' not ta answer.
I remember it takin' me somewhere, but da memory of where be hidden from me. Ta keep me from sharin' da truth...
Da truth dat it might not be da loa who wanted Sylvanas to be warchief, but somethin' far more powerful.

-Bwonsamdi-

Ahhhh, ya come back. Did ya find da spirit of Vol'jin? Or ya here ta make a deal, eh?
Loa of death, your servant Vol'jin has called to you. Yet you have turned a deaf ear to his pleas.
What? Nonono. Ya be mistaken, Talanji.
Speak plainly! Was it you who urged Vol'jin to name Sylvanas warchief?
Mind ya tone, bull-mon... or ya be talkin' with ya father soon enough.
Why would me want da Banshee Queen in charge? Nononono. Sure, I be all for war and death, but dat Sylvanas... she be tippin' da scales too far.
Balance be important! Besides, dat one got a nasty habit of keepin' what she kills. No, ya warchief be no friend to ol' Bwonsamdi.

-Lich King-

Lich King. Da voice I heard as I be dyin'... tellin' me to name Sylvanas warchief... was it yours?
The Banshee Queen's schemes threaten the balance. I had no hand in them.
And me spirit bein' trapped in dis world... is dat your doin'?
Vol'jin... your soul has walked on the Other Side and returned. You have been altered... more than you know.
Is it you who be trappin' me soul in dis world? Ta jail me like ya jail da Scourge?
You are neither undead nor damned. You do not belong here. Leave this place at once.
I do not like de look of dis. I suggest we go... quickly!
Leave now or stay forever. The choice is yours.
Minions of the Banshee Queen, leave this place or die.

-Eyir-

Hold... you DARE bring a priestess of Bwonsamdi into MY halls?
Eyir, speak with me if da others not be to your liking.
Hmm. Very well. You and your champion may approach. But know that deception will be met with destruction.
Queen of da Val'kyr. My spirit was sent to da Other Side, den returned. Was dis your doing?
Shadow hunter, you are no longer a mere spirit. What you have become is something beyond my power to forge.
Who be havin' such power? Could it be da same one who bid me ta name Sylvanas warchief?
You have been touched by the hand of valor. Such a noble force does not scheme for mortal thrones.
So whoever whispered to me's not da same as who sent me back?
You have been granted all the knowledge I am willing to share. Leave now, and never return.
Ya words be troublin', tho. Step forward, Speaker of da Horde. Maybe dere's a way ta find da answers ya seek.
Da Lich King didn't bring me back. Eyir be claimin' she don't got da mojo. Bwonsamdi be as confused as da rest of us. And none of dem were eager ta see Sylvanas in charge.

-Aftermath-

No matter de circumstances, she is leader of de Horde. I will do all I can to ensure dat her rule is a just one.
Zandalar still stands because of your courage, Talanji. Your father was mired in da old ways, dreamin' of a troll empire lost to time.
But you be da first to look to da future... to see what da trolls can become. Ya be young, but ya be righteous. Call on me spirit if ya ever need advice from an old chieftain.
For now, I gonna keep searchin' for answers. If dere be new enemies gatherin' in da shadows, den I best be huntin' dem... before dey hunt us.