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Shadowlands Geposted 08.04.2020 um 18:02 von Anshlun

Battle for AzerothAzeroth is in ruins... and all because of one... little... whisper to a dying warchief.
What? No... de whisper dat told me to make Sylvanas warchief... it be you?
You played your part perfectly, troll. And I would have tortured you for eternity... if not for someone's intervention.
I be hearin' enough! I want ya ta be knowin' sometin' before I destroy ya, Mueh'zala.
Dere only be room for one loa o' death.
And it be Bwonsamdi.

Hey dere Winter Queen! Ol' Bwonsamdi can be explainin'... see, I be findin' out dat Mueh'zala be takin' ya loa away.
We face this challenge with dignity and remain united behind the Master. Revendreth remains resolute!
So I be helpin' dis one find where dey be... deep in da Maw.
... Even if Ardenweald does not have the power to rebirth all spirits, they must all flow through here to try to be saved.
I will take these three spirits into our care. And you will find your way out of my land, Bwonsamdi.
Battle for AzerothRezan be smarter dan I thought... but now dere be a new loa who be havin' a deal wit ol' Bwonsamdi. Heh heh heh...
Hailing from the human kingdom of Stormwind, you follow in the footsteps of valiant knights, clever sorcerers, and legendary heroes.
Representing the stout and enduring dwarves of Ironforge, you have emerged from the mountain and stand ready to face any challenge.
As one of the ancient and elusive night elves, you have left the tranquil boughs of Teldrassil to aid your allies and defend the wilds.
The gnomes of Gnomeregan bolster the Alliance with their ingenuity and mechanical aptitude. You have opted for a more direct approach.
Like many pandaren, you have known a life of quiet harmony on the traveling isle of Shen-zin Su. But your intrepid spirit yearns for adventure.
Though the worgen curse decimated your home kingdom of Gilneas and turned you into a beast, your feral rage can be used for the good of all.
You bear the curse of the Forsaken, returned from the grave. It is your choice what you do with this second chance at life.
As a member of the wise and peaceful Tauren, you travel through Azeroth to preserve the balance of nature.
You left the comforts of Silvermoon City to find power and greatness within Azeroth, like many blood elves before you.
As a goblin, you know there's no fame to be made sitting at home. You set out for adventure, glory, and gold!
Your people, the draenei, arrived on Azeroth as refugees from another world. But this world is now your home, and you have sworn to defend it.
Your orcish blood thrives for adventure, and you seek to prove your strength and honor.

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No more excuses. The Master will have his tithe of anima or I will see to it that everyone in this miserable hamlet are exiled to the Ember Ward.

Mother... I tried stopping the ogres on my own, but I failed. I just don't have your raw strength to fight them.

You have your own strength, Shuja. Do not try to be anyone but yourself. Now, tell me what's going on here.

Your world... is MINE.

They need sacrifices like us to fuel their magic. They're about to start a ritual that --

Yer a child o' Azeroth!

It has already begun. They're going to use the life force they've gathered to reanimate the dragon!

Through your flesh, my Black Empire is reborn.

Then we must move. Remember, when times are difficult, the Horde remains strong when we stay together.

Dead end! Well, time to see if this amulet works.

Hold on, champion!

Earth Mother, guide my steps so we may flee this wicked place!

The ogres and their vile servants have disrupted the balance of nature in this place!

By me ancestors, ya be alive!

Good job getting everyone out and blowing up that cave of spiders.

Those spiders did not deserve to have their home destroyed.

Foolish loa. I will feast upon your worshippers and be reborn!

He's not sending Gila to come get us, is he?
He's not sending Gila to come get us, is he?

Not a chance.
Not a chance.

Clients want the stuff right now! We're shovin' off!
Clients want the stuff right now! We're shovin' off!

Hah! I be callin' da shots... and you be under me command with dis little trick. Now... you be tellin' me everytin' dat ya did ta Ardenweald.

Ignorant loa... the undead come to this place as we speak. You will be overrun!

Heh heh... I... said... SPEAK!

AGH! I discarded the spirits in Ardenweald that refused to follow me into the Maw!

Oh? Good ting Bwonsamdi got a deal with someone who can be recoverin' dem spirits from dat place.

Azeroth is in ruins... and all because of one... little... whisper to a dying warchief.

What? No... de whisper dat told me to make Sylvanas warchief... it be you?

You played your part perfectly, troll. And I would have tortured you for eternity... if not for someone's intervention.

I be hearin' enough! I want ya ta be knowin' sometin' before I destroy ya, Mueh'zala.

Dere only be room for one loa o' death.

And it be Bwonsamdi.

<wheeze> I'm... sorry. I.. can't... I don't have anything... left in me...

Miss Voss, <cough> please... bring me back... I must help my family... I'll do anything... anything...

You'll be shunned if you become one of us. You look in a mirror and all you'll see is a monster.

We'll see. Maybe it can be different... just this one time.

Helmsman, steer us away!
Helmsman, steer us away!

Hailing from the human kingdom of Stormwind, you follow in the footsteps of valiant knights, clever sorcerers, and legendary heroes.

Representing the stout and enduring dwarves of Ironforge, you have emerged from the mountain and stand ready to face any challenge.

As one of the ancient and elusive night elves, you have left the tranquil boughs of Teldrassil to aid your allies and defend the wilds.

The gnomes of Gnomeregan bolster the Alliance with their ingenuity and mechanical aptitude. You have opted for a more direct approach.

Like many pandaren, you have known a life of quiet harmony on the traveling isle of Shen-zin Su. But your intrepid spirit yearns for adventure.

Though the worgen curse decimated your home kingdom of Gilneas and turned you into a beast, your feral rage can be used for the good of all.

It is up to you to find the missing expedition members and bring them home. For the Alliance!

Maw Walker, I am aware of your urgent request for anima. Under normal circumstances, I would of course oblige.

Sadly, you arrive in the midst of a violent rebellion. Our resources are stretched perilously thin.

...and some, even defiant.

Returned for more, necromancer? I can do this all day.

My paragon, you do not stand alone!

The Tarragrue? I hoped you would get deeper into the Maw before that beast caught your scent.

Ah, you will work well.

Be wary. It moves slowly, but if you tarry for too long, it will find you!

Thanikos, no!

What... is happening...to me?

No! No! NOOOOOOOO!!!

Hah! I know fully well how to reverse your little spells. When I return, you will be reduced to cinders.

Now, it is time for you to die. Do not despair, for I shall ensure your allies meet the same fate.

Y-yes... master...

A perfect reunion. Now please finish this matter, Thanikos.

When dis starts, Mueh'zala gonna be drainin' de life outta me people. You gonna make sure dey don't get lost ta him.

Two weeks ago, a Horde expedition sent to explore an uncharted island in the Great Sea disappeared without a trace.

Lilian Voss. Why have you called upon me?

Lilian. We can find other tidesages. You know his family won't accept him.

Bring this man back. He has been chosen to become Forsaken.

As you command, by the will of the Dark Lady.

You bear the curse of the Forsaken, returned from the grave. It is your choice what you do with this second chance at life.

As a member of the wise and peaceful Tauren, you travel through Azeroth to preserve the balance of nature.

You left the comforts of Silvermoon City to find power and greatness within Azeroth, like many blood elves before you.

As a goblin, you know there's no fame to be made sitting at home. You set out for adventure, glory, and gold!

It's up to you to find the missing expedition members and bring them home. For the Horde!

Dat be for usin' me ta put Sylvanas in power.

We gotta hurry. We got spirits stuck in da Maw to rescue... for da Winter Queen.

Hah! Our dragon will crush them!

Her strength... is your strength!

We will take your soul, and raise the dragon from the dead!

The full force of the Alliance will rain down upon you!

Your people, the draenei, arrived on Azeroth as refugees from another world. But this world is now your home, and you have sworn to defend it.

Your orcish blood thrives for adventure, and you seek to prove your strength and honor.

The Tarragrue? I hoped you would get deeper into the Maw before that beast caught your scent.

You've reached too far, serpent. You shall suffer greatly for your trespass!

As a newly arrived soul you should know this is a place of torment and of penance.

Not to fear though, for as you see by these many sinstones, the road to redemption is possible.

You still stand. Your little ritual actually managed to weaken me.

Shattered!
Shattered!

Let's go. Those monsters have my son.

Henry? I didn't see him... but I'm sure he's still alive.

What now, old friend?

Each of these sinstones represents a soul who has come to this place and cleansed themselves of their sins, eventually moving on from this place or accepting the role of a venthyr.

I would... damn my soul... for all eternity... if it meant my family's happiness... please! You must...

Final judgement comes from the Master. It is he who commands this place. It is he who embraces souls to become venthyr, the tormentors and eaters of sin.

You... must...

There are always those few who are unwilling to work for redemption.

Or don't agree with their sinstone.

Or are simply just a bunch of bad apples.

Thems get the boot. Down to the Maw and never to come back. Take this poor soul for example. He's on his final warning.

Won't even admit he did somethin' wrong. Still thinks he's someone important.

Well then what're ye waitin' for?!

You are a part of the powerful Horde, a united group of disparate races seeking to carve their own path within Azeroth.

You and your scaly worms are no match for me...

Hold, creatures. This is a guest, not a charge.

Quick, make yaself presentable. Lord Chamberlain is here.

Yeah... well, I guess ye could see it that way.

Ye did a good job, savin' those people and dealin' with those spiders.

Champion deal with the Maw Walker!

What in the name of the Master?

What dis be? Bwonsamdi too busy ta be summonin' me heself now?

You are a soldier of the noble Alliance, a coalition of nations dedicated to upholding the ideals of peace and justice across Azeroth.

Two weeks ago, an Alliance expedition sent to explore an uncharted island in the Great Sea disappeared without a trace.

A rescue mission led by Captain Victoria Garrick has set sail from Stormwind City with you aboard.

I last heard you had gone somewhere with Bwonsamdi. Now you are here with these loa?

We have suffered a tragic defeat.

Hey dere Winter Queen! Ol' Bwonsamdi can be explainin'... see, I be findin' out dat Mueh'zala be takin' ya loa away.

We face this challenge with dignity and remain united behind the Master. Revendreth remains resolute!

So I be helpin' dis one find where dey be... deep in da Maw.

... Even if Ardenweald does not have the power to rebirth all spirits, they must all flow through here to try to be saved.

I will take these three spirits into our care. And you will find your way out of my land, Bwonsamdi.

Four spirits, if ya please.

I thought I sensed something special about your spirit. You have a loa within you... waiting to be reborn.

I cannot promise that you will survive... or what form of loa you will become. But I shall allow you a pod to be reborn.

Life be full o' mysteries. I be learnin' ta embrace dem and see what happens next.

Rezan be smarter dan I thought... but now dere be a new loa who be havin' a deal wit ol' Bwonsamdi. Heh heh heh...

No, you idiot, THE OTHER AWAY!
No, you idiot, THE OTHER AWAY!

Steady as she goes, helmsman.
Steady as she goes, helmsman.

I... I live! Hahaha! I must see Julia and the children at once. They will be delighted!

I guess we'll see what happens now.

You two, dredgers, leave that mortal alone. They are under the protection of the Master.

Come, mortal, let us away from this place.

No doubt by now you have heard of the anima drought plaguing our reality.

My Master, the supreme Sire Denathrius, has a plan to see us through these dark times.

They claim he is hoarding aether when in fact he must ration what limited reserves we have left.

Rumors of a rebellion are greatly overstated. Everything is under control.

Lord Chamberlain! There's a commotion up ahead. Looks like a fight.

This mortal will not become another puppet of the Master.

Rebels. Just drive either over or through them. They would not dare to- Aah!

Aaaaaaaah!

Aaaaaaaaah!

Aaaaaaaah!

He is your Master too, traitor! Release us at once.

As you command, Lord Chamberlain.

A rescue mission led by Warlord Breka Grimaxe has set sail from Orgrimmar with you aboard.

The ferocity and pride of the trolls are known throughout Azeroth. You set off for adventure to prove yourself amongst the many troll heroes.

Hold onto the gryphons, they're trained to avoid all sorts of danger. Hopefully it also includes fire from a dragon's artifact!

I'm gonna get meself to Camp Bronzebeard te see how they're doin'. I'll meet up with the rest of ye later!

We'll have to leap off the gryphons when we get to the camp and get to work as fast as possible with whoever is left there.

I'm goin' ahead te make sure Camp Bronzebeard is safe. For the Alliance!

The recruits back at Stormwind are never going to believe this!

Let's hope whoever has the shield up lets us in, or this will be one short ride!

Hang on!

Deal, now hold on tight!

RUN!!!

No! Ye gotta keep fightin', champion!

I shall tear this world apart!

I know. I raised him to overcome any challenge.

Mother... I'm sorry. I tried to fight the ogres... but they were too strong.

Henry... always remember that you are more than your mistakes. Now, Private Garrick, I want a full situation report.

Yes, mother--Captain Garrick! The ogres are using necromancy to raise a dragon from the dead.

They need sacrifices like us to fuel their magic. They're about to start a ritual that--

It's already begun... they're going to use the life force they gathered to reanimate the dragon!

Haha... you think you can undo what I have wrought? The Jailer's work cannot be stopped now... especially not by an idiotic loa like yourself.

We have other rituals to oversee. Savor the final moments of your life!

Zelling! Damn you, we need you alive!

No more defiance!

Go, my naga! Welcome the mighty Tidehunter to Azeroth!

I humbly present... the Maw Walker.

...starving...

Then we need to move quickly. Recruit, Private Garrick, the Alliance never gives up hope, even in the face of disaster.

We'll put a stop to these rituals before the ogres can complete them. Let's go!

Acknowledged. Firing sequence initiated.

Now! Unleash the kraken!

Now... we be seein' what little secrets dis puny death loa has. Wake up, Mueh'zala!

Aaaaaahhh...

Out of the way, little spiders!

Mommy, who is that lady?
Mommy, who is that lady?

We move. These monsters have my daughter.

Hold on, $n. I got sometin' ta be talkin' ta ya about.

Behold, the true power of the Eye of Fire!

Those spiders were victims, too. They just lost their home.

We're going to put a stop to these rituals before the ogres can complete them. Let's go.

Follow me, my pets! The realm of the mighty Neptulon is ours at last!

To me, my minions! Strike now!

Fools! Did you think I would retreat so easily after your puny ritual?

Be wary. It moves slowly, but if you tarry for too long, it will find you!

Any hope for the future of our world has grown much bleaker.

Thrall must be told of this day's events.

Don't listen tae his lies! Ye don't belong tae him!

These poor creatures... we cannot stop to help them.

By the Light, you're alive!

He will guide our next steps...

The Horde will crush you and your dragon beneath its feet!

Magnificent. Bron's strength is my strength. Our strength!

Hand over the Eye of Fire and we will not be required to take it by force.

The Light shines on all creatures. That does not mean I have to like them.

Erunak! Noooo!

My children, I know the suffering you have endured.

The shortage of anima and the lack of new souls have inflicted terrible hardship upon us all.

I fear further sacrifices must be made if Revendreth is to survive this crisis.

Graaaahahhhh!

Ah! The mortal who escaped the inescapable prison. A living soul restoring hope to the realms eternal.

This drought has left my people desperate...

But if you were to aid our cause, then I could gratefully provide the aid you seek.

I understand. The ogres are using necromancy to raise a dragon from the dead.

Begging my Master's pardon.

Ravagers and thieves. Stop them before they raid what few anima reserves we have left.

Master! Master! The creature has arrived!

Well, shaman, what now?

Elune, please shield us from harm!

Erunak! Behind you!

Not if I can help it, ye overgrown lizard!

We'll hold the dragon's attention! Ye best get te Camp Bronzebeard, they need yer help!

You fool! This day shall be your last!

Warning: Corruption levels approaching 100 percent.

Attention: New anchor point acquired.

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