Ok, just to avert any confusion, this takes place before The City of Miracles.
Deep within the Eye of Eternity, silence resounded through its expansive void, the only gate from the mortal world whirring as all seemed quiet, a voice called out from the depths of this realm:
"They need me...
They will desttroy themselves...
What could I..."
The distressed voice found no company in this other world, but the blue dragons of Azeroth had felt this disturbance, yet few could tell what it meant to them...
In the mountains of The Storm Peaks, Starshield and his blue dragon ally, whom he had fianlly named, Zaubergos, were sitting idly in their distant home, when Zaubergos felt a disturbance he had felt before.
"Starshield, I felt that presence again." he told his longtime friend.
"Well, young dragon," he assured Zau, "It seems that you need to face your old master. He has come to terms with his past, and he needs you to do what he should have done, ages ago."
This troubled him for a number of reasons, but that did not matter, as neither of them had a way to speak with this "master".
"Neither of us do," Starshield muttered, "but we don't have to. I know some folks that could do the job."
As they both got the same idea, they flew off back to the grasslands of Mulgore, the fields that Starshield had lived his youth, before he came into Mokcie's life, but he was not there to reflect on his youth, as he had to face an ancient enemy of his people...
The duo, scouting the Southern Barrens, came to a single tent in the hills, and they heard a mailcious cackle, but one they were glad to come across.
"Hehehehe! Hahahahaha! Hahaha-hack! -cough-
"Those foolish alliance continue to fight the horde, unaware of how they help our peoples' cause."
These ramblings were uttered by a quilboar seer, grotesque in appearance, and moreso in personality.
"As the tauren lose more soldiers to their battles, they will soon be without defense, and we, the Quilboars, will drive the tauren from these lands at last!"
Starshield walked into the tent, making his presence known.
"You hellspawn have never put up a good fight against us, don't think you can with me around!"
"-snort- Tauren scum! By the power of Agamaggan!"
The seer began to channel a blast of lightning, but was immediately silenced as Starshield grabbed him by his throat.
"-squeal- Have mercy! I surrender to you, hammer bearer! What would you ask of me?"
Despite his hatred of the Quilboar, Starshield chose to take his offer. "You are coming with me, and bring your stuff."
The trio returned to the City of Orgrimmar, restraining the Quilboar to mark his capture, and flew to the Borean Tundra, their ultimate destination, The Nexus, in sight...