"Sun Busong, you haven't let me down. From now on, if you need any materials or equipment, you can come straight to Ratchet and find me!"
Ghazrullah, the leader of Ratchet, was very pleased with Sun Busong's performance over the past few days.
"Heh, then I won't stand on ceremony. As it happens, there's something I need your help arranging."
Sun Busong's reputation in Ratchet had now reached Honored. Over the past three days, he had completed nearly every reputation-related quest in the city.
"Oh? Go on, then. If there's anything I can do to help, I'll do my best."
Sun Busong pointed at Heavy Fist, then smiled at Ghazrullah. "You can see for yourself that my brother here is a Tauren. He's already Level 29, but he's still just an ordinary Warrior. He's a dutiful son, and he's been through a lot trying to fulfill his father's wish that he become a Shaman."
Ghazrullah glanced up at Heavy Fist, who was scratching his head with a hoof, and furrowed his brow.
"Becoming a Shaman isn't easy. Even if I manage to put you in touch with Thunder Bluff, I can't guarantee he'll succeed if he doesn't have an aptitude for magic."
"That's fine. As long as you can put us in touch with Thunder Bluff, we'll figure out the rest ourselves!"
Sun Busong wasn't actually sure Heavy Fist could advance to become a Shaman, but where there was a will, there was a way. Giving up without trying wasn't in his nature.
"Good! I happen to have a few quests related to Thunder Bluff. If you complete them all, I can put your brother on a zeppelin to Thunder Bluff and arrange for someone to meet you there. But you're an Alliance player, so I can't send you there!"