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The Burning Legion has invaded azeroth once again and druids are able to pick up 4 different
artifacts to empower them in this war.
The Claws of Ursoc are kept for the mightiest guardian druid in the world.
We’re told to seek out Lea Stonepaw who togerher with the druids of the claw, consider
Ursoc their paragon and dedicate their lives to following in his example.
Ursoc gave his life trying to defend azeroth from the legion during the war of the ancients,
but his spirit is still within the emerald dream protecting the claws.
““You’re not one of my pack.
What brings you to the den?”
We’re told to collect water from the Moonwell nearby and then make our way to the broken
stump of Vordrassil in Northrend.
This world tree became corrupted when it roots dug too deep into the earth and touched yogg-sarons
subterranean prison.
The old god infused the tree with its foul energies and once the cenarion circle realised
what was going on, they knew that they had to bring the tree down.
Unknown to the druids was that something dark had already taken root in the emerald dream.
Yogg saron had used the trees planted as a doorway into the Dream – a doorway through
which even the other old gods could grasp the ethereal domain as well.
Small seeds of corruption were spread throughout this realm, polluting the dreamways and marking
the beginning of the emerald nightmare.
The stump of vordrassil was left behind and eventually claimed by furbolgs.
As you might imagine, a left over stump corrupted by an old god can only mean trouble.
The Furbolgs worshipped Ursoc as well and they tried to bring him back to Azeroth.
Finally they decided to regrow Vordrassil and use its magic to bring ursoc back.
For a time it seemed to work, but the old gods corruption transformed what came back
to something unrecognizable, nothing like the true ursoc and during Wrath of the Lich
King, we burned the little sapling and used its purified ashes to cleanse the corrupted
spirit.
Time has not been kind on the furbolgs living in Vordrassil, but we are not here for them,
we’re here to get our hands on the claws.
When they sealed the claws away, magical wards were put in place to safeguard them and only
the power of a demigod can give us passage through the wards, one such as Ursol, brother
of Ursoc.
We’re told to collect offerings from the bodies of dead furbolg shamans and with them
collected, we’re able to summon Ursol and ask for his blessing.
“Great Ursol, wise bear of the woods, this daughter of the wild calls to you!
Please accept thiese humble offerings and grant us an audience!”
What brings a follower of cenarius to my lair?”
3 Trials Ursol has for us, to prove our Strength, courage and our abbility to apply ourselves
when it matters most.
The history of the brother bears goes back to the days when titan keeper Freya roamed
the land.
Two inquisitive bear cubs roamed the area around the Grizzly Hills together.
These brothers, named Ursoc and Ursol, had more curiosity than good sense, and they frequently
found themselves trespassing in the domains of bigger predators.
Danger did not discourage them, and they caught the attention of Keeper Freya, who recognized
their potential and saw what they would become.
When they matured, they grew stronger and bigger than any other bear in the Grizzly
Hills, and they did not suffer the ravages of aging.
Ursoc and Ursol became known as Wild Gods.
Perhaps the most unusual gift Kepper Freya gave the two bears was the ability to speak
while she also saw the instincts of the Wilds Gods mature over the years, and she noticed
that some of them were natural guardians of their domain.
For those creatures, she began to create unique weapons, items that would aid them in times
of trouble... but these artifacts would only become as strong as their wielder made them.
Their true potential could only be unlocked with practice, nurture, and self-improvement.
Some Wild Gods did not understand what Freya had given them, and they neglected their weapons,
but Ursoc was not one of them.
He obtained new claws, fashioned out of a rare material called titansteel and imbued
with a small portion of the essence of Eonar, one of the titans could grow in length and
were nearly indestructible.
He dedicated himself to mastering their power training tirelessly.
Every day he traveled long distances and sparred with his brother, testing his strength.
Over the years he grew much stronger while Ursol had ralso eceived a gift, a staff that
eased the use of magic, and he soon mastered his own power.
Ursoc's titansteel claws became an extension of his body, and Ursol became an expert in
manipulating the flows of magical essence.
Together they had become some of the most powerful Wild Gods in existence... and they
would soon become known as Azeroth's staunchest defenders.
When the War of the Ancients came around, even the wild gods of azeroth were summoned
to battle and Ursoc and Ursol were right there on the frontlines.
“Ursoc and I fought as a team.
He would strike and I would guard his side.
Together, we were unstoppable.
Tell me, is there anyone willing to fight at your side, druid?
I’ve seen what this hero can do.
I will gladly help.
Once during the chaos of an ancient battle, my brother and I became sperated.
I failed to be as his side when he needed me most.
For this trial, you must prove that you can protect those who entrust you with their lives.
Show me that you can succeed where I once failed.
This one will be your charge.
Guard her, or she will quickly be overwhelmed.”
Many Wild Gods perished in the battle against the Legion.
Ursol and Ursoc remained together, fighting back to back, using Freya's gifts to bring
down waves of demonic enemies.
But their strength had limits.
An unending tide of felstalkers finally overwhelmed them, and they both died in battle.
Their spirits traveled together to the Emerald Dream, where they stayed for millennia.
Ursoc's claws were all that remained of him in the physical world.
When the fighting moved elsewhere, a young furbolg found the titansteel claws.
Recognizing whom they had belonged to, he took them to his tribe.
After wrestling the claws away from Ursoc's furbolg followers, a band of druids took the
claws to the Emerald Dream, sought out Ursoc's spirit, and returned the claws to him for
safekeeping.
That’s where we’re heading since Ursol deems us worthy and grants us his blessing.
“Now that we have ursol’s blessing, we can travel into the emerald dream and recieve
the claws.
Come, lets not waste a single minute.”
Lay down before the shrine of ursol and drink the moonwater, your spirit will drift into
the dream.
“Calm your mind, let go and your spirit will enter into the Dream.
I’ll join you soon”
Into the dream cinematic bit, Ursoc’s lair.”
“Were past the wards, but what’s going on here?
Could the Nightmare have spread to ursoc’s lair?
Let’s get going!”
“Foolish mortals – soon this place will belong to the master!”
The nightmare has indeed spread to Ursoc lair and the mighty wildgod is doing his best to
defend his claws from the invaders.
“Vile beasts of the nightmare.
You will never take my claws!
Lord ursoc, quickly to his side.”
Death to the invaders!!!
“I thank you druids.
These abominations of nightmare are relentless.
They will stop at nothing to snatch the claws from my lair.
Lord ursoc the burning legion has returned.
This hero is our best hope to drive back the legion and the nightmare, but we must have
the claws if we are to succeed.
We humbly request your aid.
The power of your claws could defeat our enemies once and for all.
“
Worthy you may be, but if you would wield my claws to defend this world, you must make
haste to retrieve them.
Even now, I sense more of the enemy approaching.
“
After helping him out, Lea works on removing the final protection around the claws while
we keep her safe from more waves of enemies.
“These foes are weak, but fight in numbers.
In life, I paid the price for underestimating my enemy.
Never again!
Roaaaar, fight fight fight.
Creatures of the wild, heed my call.
Come to our aid!”
Enter Mylune
“I heard your call for aid, great one.
Are there any teeny lil’fuzzy animals in danger.
Oh!
Oh my!.
“The trees need our aid!”
Together we hold the line as Lea does the thing and finally the ritual is complete.
“It is finished!
The claws are ours!
Hold guardain.
I feel a chill deep in my spirit.
Foolish bear!
You’ve fallen for my trap!
What is this sorcery!?
When I get free, I’ll tear out your foul throat, Xavius.
No Ursoc.
When next you bare your fangs, it will be at my command!
I will resist you to my last breath, usurper!
I will never submit to one such as you!
I am LORD of the Nightmare!
I have been shaped by the powers of the Old Gods.
Tremble before me!
Aaaaaatgh AAARGHHHHHHH I must go attend to my prize.
Malithar, I leave the claws to you.
Use them to exterminate this filth.
Arch-Desecrator Malithar: Yes, Lord Xavius.
I’d be happy to tear them apart in your name!
AAAAARGHHHHHHH THE CLAWS!
THEY THIRST FOR BLOOD!
“Get away from me you big, stupid...stupid head!”
Ursoc has been taken by Xavius and Malithar holds the gloves.
Despite the overwhelming power granted to him, we’re able to defeat Malithar and claim
the claws of ursoc for ourselves, yet It’s previous owner, Xavius and the Nightmare they’re
still waiting for us.
Lea can’t rest knowing that Xavius has lord Ursoc.
The very thought of it makes her shake with rage.
She’ll out where they’ve taken him even if she’ll have to search every corner of
Azeroth.
Our paths will surely cross again but we also have the broken isles and our order hall campaign
waiting for us.
All of that is a tale for another time.
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