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Finding Wrathion Questline - Patch 8.2.5 Questline (Spoilers!)
05/08/2019 alle 14:47
In Patch 8.2.5, Magni Bronzebeard sends us on a new quest to help free Spiritwalker Ebonhorn from attacks on his mind. Our adventurers will take us deep into the Karazhan Catacombs, where we learn more about Wrathion.
Whispers of N'Zoth
The quest starts in Boralus/Dazar'alor, where an envoy of Magni awaits with the quest
Whispers of N'zoth
. Upon accepting the quest, the following discussion plays.
Magni Bronzebeard: Champion! We've got a problem. Ebonhorn he--
MOTHER: Old God contamination detected. Initiating sanitization protocol.
Magni Bronzebeard: No, don't sanitize! Champion, ye've got to get back to the Chamber right now!
Arriving at the Chamber of Heart, you see the Ebonhorn's state is not the best, with the whispers of N'zoth taking a toll on his head.
Spiritwalker Ebonhorn: The voices... I can't...
Magni Bronzebeard: Hold it together, Ebonhorn! Don't give in tae them!
Kalecgos: Champion! I know... someone... who might be able to help.
Kalecgos: I know that N'zoth was powerful, but to reach Ebonhorn within the safety of the Chamber... We have to do something about this. None of us are safe.
With that, Kalecgos sends us to find Wrathion on
Spies to the Left and Right
Spies to the Left and Right
Ebonhorn cannot resist the whispers for long. The dark forces that once corrupted the Black Dragonflight seek to overwhelm the world once again.
We need a way to fight back. While I am loathed to mention him, I do know of someone who has been studying the Old Gods in order to better combat their insidious power: Wrathion.
The Black Prince will be difficult to find. He has associates in Pandaria, in the Tavern of the Mists at the Veiled Stair. I suggest you begin your search there.
Please hurry, <name>.
Leaving the Chamber, we need to make our way to the Tavern of the Mists at the Veiled Stair. There we find Wrathion's two old bodyguards,
. There they tell us that Wrathion has actually been expecting us to go after him. However, we are not the only ones. Outside, of N'zoth patrol the Tavern, looking to learn more about the Black Prince.
Left: The Black Prince told us to expect you. Said his brother would need his help eventually.
Left: We're supposed to deliver a message to you... but not while we are being watched.
Right: Get rid of our uninvited guides. Then we can talk.
After killing the Lurking Observers, we return to Left and he hands us the 7th page of Wrathion's Journal, which reads
Torn Journal Page #7
As I suspected, little of what the Shen'dralar collected in their archives survived their flight from Eldre'thalas. Still, there was some knowledge to be gleaned from the tomes they were forced to leave behind as they escaped the Horde's aggression.
References to the Old Gods are vague and oblique, existing only as archaeological footnotes from a time before the Sundering. The Shen'dralar, adept in the arcane arts as they were, could not completely unravel the intricacies of the Black Empire's dark magic.
Yet a few of them did dabble in the Void, and the lessons they learned grant me hope that N'Zoth's own power can be wielded against him.
Even in its abandoned state, the library's meticulous organization truly impressed me. If only more of it had remained intact. Such an extensive loss of wisdom is lamentable. The Shen'dralar toiled ceaselessly to collect the librams that lined their bookshelves, only for the lion's share of it to be consumed by the flames of war.
But such is the nature of warfare, is it not? Seldom does it accomplish the intentions of its architects, and never without leaving immeasurable devastation in its wake... especially when the Horde and the Alliance are the forces in conflict. Can one ultimately say that victory is worth the price that must be paid to achieve it?
Perhaps it is, in some cases. But the verdict is not as easily reached as I once thought.
After handing us the journal page, Left tells us more about it and sends us to find Wrathion at Blackwing Descent's entrance on
Black Winged Shadow
Black Winged Shadow
Good work getting rid of those spies.
Things have been quiet here for a long time. And now, suddenly, all eyes are on us. So to speak.
The Black Prince is notoriously secretive about his plans. I'm not in the habit of reading other people's journals, but I'm guessing he expected you to feel differently about it.
Obviously, the Black Prince isn't here. Trust me when I say he's not an easy one to find.
If I were you, I'd make my way to Blackrock Mountain. There's a terrace carved into its slopes, where Nefarian once made his lair.
Wrathion has been monitoring that place for a long time. Even if he's not there himself, you might find someone who knows where to look.
And <class>... it's clear you're not the only one searching for him. Watch your back.
Right: It seems you're not the only one of Wrathion's trail. Which must be why he's taken so many precautions.
Left: Not even we know where he is. But he's been keeping an eye on Blackrock Mountain. Might be a good place to start.
Left: Watch your back. Whoever else is looking for him, I doubt they just want to chat.
Leaving Pandaria behind, and reaching Blackwing Descent's entrance, we are greeted by a Sleepless Interrogator torturing a Blacktalong Watcher.
Sleepless Interrogator: Hwr... whyrr...
Blacktalon Watcher: My head... they... reached into my mind...
Sleepless Interrogator: Too... Late...
After defeating the Sleepless Interrogator, we help the Blacktalon Watcher up and he tells us that the Interrogator got inside his mind and N'zoth's forces are going after Wrathion where he was last seen, the Karazhan Catacombs. Before departing, the Watcher gives us another page of Wrathion's journal, starting
To the Catacombs!
To the Catacombs!
Torn Journal Page #16
For all the time I have spent in Pandaria, only recently did I make acquaintance with the Lorewalkers. The sheer volume of knowledge to be found within their scrolls was marvelous to behold. Lorewalker Cho taught me much about the legends of the Black Empire. He can be... shall we say... long-winded at times, but the wisdom he can impart upon those with the patience to listen is valuable indeed.
The Shado-Pan, in contrast, have little time for conversations not directly related to the defense of the Pandaren. Their Omnia scholars have accumulated centuries of practical expertise in combatting the dark powers of the sha without succumbing to their influence. Given that the sha originated from the essence of Y'Shaarj, the underlying principles of their techniques could prove effective in resisting the whispers of the Old Gods.
I must admit, I felt a certain kinship with the Shado-Pan that I did not anticipate. The Pandaren do not maintain a standing army, and so the Shado-Pan serve as their sole defense against both the mantid and the sha.
Though they have trained themselves to seal away their emotions, there is an air of solitude about them that I recognize all too well. It is no easy task to stand alone against the darkness so that others may bask in the light.
But someone must always make that stand. And they can never allow themselves to falter.
Arriving at the Catacombs, we see a fight already broke out at the entrance. In the floor, we find another page of Wrathion's Journals
Torn Journal Page #25
Few mysteries intrigue me more than the lost knowledge and technology left behind by the titans. The zeal with which I pursued their secrets in the past may have bordered on excess, but the quest in and of itself is one that must be continued. I know for certain that the Forge of Origination is the key to dealing the Old Gods their ultimate defeat, though I have not yet been able to discern the exact manner in which it is meant to be used.
My hope was that the Vault of Archavon would hold the answers I seek. Unfortunately, though the Vault contained much material for me to study, the giants who make it their home were... less than cordial to me upon my arrival. I cannot say I blame them, given their previous encounters with "visitors" from the Alliance and the Horde.
It is strange to think on how those events predate my own hatching. While I plumb the depths of forgotten lore from eons past, others have lived through crises I will only ever know from historical accounts. There must be someone on Azeroth who possesses the understanding I require, and perhaps my next course of action should be to seek them out.
A pity the former Aspects are so reluctant to trust me. Even after all my research, their familiarity with the titans' handiwork surely eclipses my own. But given the troubled history of my dragonflight... of Deathwing, Onyxia, Nefarian... and myself... I cannot say I blame them, either.
From there we enter a scenario in Karazhan's Catacombs, starting
On the trail of the Black Prince
. The Catacombs are taken over by N'zoth's agents, so we must find traces of Wrathion inside.
On the trail of the Black Prince
<It looks like a fight took place here. N'Zoth's agents must have already entered the catacombs beneath Karazhan.
The dead lookout still has a set of keys on him. Perhaps they will unlock the door.
Fighting our way to the end, we must confront X'korr the Compelling <Mouth of N'zoth>. After finishing him, we receive another page from his journals completing the quest.
Torn Journal Page #58
It is impossible to set eyes upon Karazhan without reflecting on the dark saga of its master. As befitting his title, the Last Guardian of Tirisfal had amassed a vast collection of writings and artifacts that dwarfs even that of the Kirin Tor.
The insight I gained from the tower's library allowed me to reach a significant milestone: I have concocted a tonic that, when imbibed, will cleanse a minor amount of the Old Gods' corruption and silence their whispers. Such is merely the first step on the path to defeating them once and for all, but it warrants celebration, nonetheless.
Though I knew there were valuable lessons to learn in Karazhan, I did not anticipate that some of them would emerge from my conversations with Medivh's lingering spirit. He recounted his struggles under Sargeras's influence as the dark titan twisted his soul from within, and I was left to wonder if similar thoughts plagued Neltharion as he descended into madness himself.
But Medivh also spoke of his spirit's return to the mortal realm, and how it guided Azeroth's champions in the fight against the very forces that once corrupted him. He said something on which I ruminate even now: "I can never change the actions of my past," he told me, "but I can forge a new legacy to leave behind.
A new legacy. In the end, perhaps that is what I am truly after. A way to make amends for my father's failings... as well as my own. A legacy worthy of the black dragonflight's original sacred charge: the defense of Azeroth. The end of the Old Gods.
I do hope these pages have proven to be of use to you, <name>. I would hate to think my agents wasted their time delivering them to you as instructed. Rest assured that when the time is right, you will have my aid in the fight against N'Zoth. In the true battle for Azeroth.
Oh, and one last request: Burn this journal. It is time my actions speak for me.
<The note appears to have been left behind in a hurry, and deliberately placed where you would find it.>
The Note reads:
<Name>. If you are reading this note then I assume that Ebyssian has fallen prey to the whispers of the Old Gods. Fortunately, I have prepared a method to save him.
You will find a potion with the properties you seek sitting next to this note. Bring it to my brother and it clear his mind of N'Zoth's influence.
I will thank you for your efforts in person, soon enough."
After reading the note, you're left with the potion you assume Wrathion spoke about in his Journals. In the room behind the potion, however, there is an extra journal entry, but, it is charred and picking it up gives you
Pagina di Diario Bruciata
. You pick up the potion, starting the quest
and Magni quickly reaches you.
Magni Bronzebeard: Champion! We need ye back in the Chamber at once. Ebonhorn's almost gone!
Magni Bronzebeard: MOTHER's opened a waygate tae get ye back here. Hurry!
Arriving back at the Chamber, you minister the potion to Ebonhorn.
Spiritwalker Ebonhorn: The whispers... are silent...
Spiritwalker Ebonhorn: Wrathion crafted this potion? So you were able to find him?
Kalecgos: No, he eluded both N'Zoth's minions and <name>. But it seems he has found a way to resist the influence of the Old Gods.
After completing the quest, you hand Wrathion's Journals to MOTHER, so that she can maybe increase the security from the Chamber using its information, starting the quest
. MOTHER proceeds to reads its entries and destroys the pages afterward, as instructed in the journal's end.
Magni Bronzebeard: MOTHER! Why'd ye do that?
MOTHER: Data committed to memory. Physical record no longer required. Destruction executed as advised.
Magni Bronzebeard: I suppose Wrathtion doesn't want tae be found. But the knowledge he's accrued could be critical in the fight against N'Zoth.
Magni Bronzebeard: Thank ye, champion. I'll get tae trackin' down the Black Prince. Not too many place ye can hide when Azeroth's own speaker is lookin' fer ye.
Wrathion Updated Model
While he doesn't appear in this questline, patch 8.2.5 added an updated model for Wrathion, so it is likely that he will show up at some point during the patch.
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