Hello everyone! Last week we joined the necrolords and secured a brand new necropolis. Maldraxxus
is on the path to reclaiming its rightful role as defender of the shadowlands. But the
treasonous attack on bastion remains a stain on our honor. The attack on the temple of
courage has been routed before. We’ve even ventured into the necrotic wake and took care
of business inside, but you can’t keep a good construct down.
“We had nearly retaken our temple when your kind returned in force. I will not rest until
this ends.” “Neither shall we.”
They’ve managed to summon in reinforcements and retake the grounds. Entrenched with shields
powered by Necromancy. Shields we can take out with the aid of Xandria, Paragon of Courage.
Their crystals get destroyed while we slayour enemies forces so thoroughly that none will
ever attempt this desecration again. With the outside cleared we move deeper into the
sanctum where the foul necromancers have enveloped the area in a toxic cloud. The kyrian can’t
fight back from the air as its foul powers corrodes their very wings. It will be up to
us to deal with these befoulers so that Xandria can deliver retribution to the rest of them.
Even with her might, the paragon cannot eliminate an endless army. We’ll also have to destroy
their portals and stop their reinforcements.
Befouler Naux: Baroness Antolyte: “Mograine. The maw will
seem a fond memory when I am done with you.” “Antolyte. She could never defeat me in
the arena. She will not defeat us here.”
Befouler Ahnqat: “You rush headlong to your demise! I look
forward to tearing you apart!” “Yet you cower in your necropolis. I will
sillence your boasting with a single strike!”
Befouler Ghorout: “The skies clear! Regroup with me on the
western landing, Maldraxxi. Retribution is at hand.”
“Pathetic little weaklings! You cannot stop the House of Constructs!”
“On me Maldraxxi! Together we will cleanse this target!”
“Mark my targets, Maldraxxi. I will smite them with haste!”
Bomb them from the sky
“Let the rain of justice cleanse this ground!’
“We have but one enemy left to slay. SPeak to me when you are prepared.”
“Enough of your meddling! Face me, so that I might crush you once and for all!”
“Coward! I will rip your carcass from my temple and cast it into oblivion!”
“All of bastion will be ours!”
“YOu...will...never...win!’ “At last, the darkness clears from my temple...Yet
I fear it will not be absent long without action.”
“The constructs are nothing if not persistent. But I swear to the Light that we will purge
them from Bastion.”
The baroness for the house of constructs has been slain and victory is ours today. We’ve
proven that honor yet remains within Maldraxxus. Margrave Gharmal still stands so the kyrians
will take some time to regain their strength while the necrolords will need some time to
prepare their forces. Yet gazing upon bastion, the sense of honor and purpose that guides
its denizens has mograine wonder if the arbiter made the right call...
“Ashbringer. The arbiters judgment is infalible. She must have recognized something within
you that was meant for Maldraxxus.” “Yet i dedicated my life in service to the
light. Is that not what earns a place in bastion?” “Walk with me. Both of you.”
“Our aspirents shed their memories in the temple of purity but we will follow a different
path. Does maldraxxus not suit you.? “When i first looked upon the Maldraxxi,
all I could see was the scourge that brought ruin to my homeland. The monsters I had sworn
to destroy. In time, I learned that they are not the mindless undead I thought them to
be. That honor has its place in Maldraxxus. Or at least it did. The memories of your life
bear torment in death. Were you chosen for Bastion, they would be deemed a burden. But
why was I not chosen? Was my faith in the Light not strong enough? Was my soul tainted
from the moment I rose into undeath? ” “Light, Void...such trifling powers have
no purchase here. The Arbiter sent you to Maldraxxus for a reason. One we shall attempt
to discern.”
“Meditate on these scrolls alexandros. Glean the source of your courage. The reason we
are not alike.” “The Light has always been my courage. But...I
will see what these scrolls reveal.
A much more detailed video is avalaible on the channel, but real short. Mograine wielded
the legendary blade Ashbringer, earned the title of ashbringer, by litteraly turning
his scourge enemies into ash.
“Is that...Elena? My love...My Light... She is still as radiant as when I last held
her. To think she’d be forgotten if I...Forgive me. Let us continue onward. ”
A threat that had to be eliminated so schemes from behind the scenes turned his eldest son
against him. He lured his father in a trap and then stabbed him in the back, giving him
to the gentle care of Kel’thuzad who turned him into one of the four horsemen.
“Renault...my eldest. My demise. His betrayel haunts me, even in death. My son...Would this
pain be best forgotten? Please...let us move on.”
His youngest son Darion ventured into Naxxramas to save his father, ended his undead life
and took to corrupted ashbringer with him. From the blade a voice whispered to him to
take him to the scarlet monastery where Renault got what was coming to him. Then Kel’thuzad
planend an attack on Light’s Hope Chappel. Darion, in a glorious act of self sacrifice,
used the corrupted blade to kill himself. This act saved his fathers soul and the Light
responded, obliterating the scourge but also now handing Darion to the enemy. He returned
in Wrath of the Lich King to then step away from Arthas the Lich King. Handing over the
ashbringer to Tirion Fordring who managed to purge its corruption and shatter Frostmourne
itself.
“Darion...you died to free me from the scourge. And still you stand in defense of azeroth.
I will never forget your sacrifice...never!”
Slay mograines burden
“MY beloved son. I am so proud of you...and nothing will ever take that from me. I believe
I understand now. Let us return to the paragon.”
“Do you understand now Alexandros?”
“The arbiter saw that your memories are not a burden, but your source of strength.
That is why you belong in Maldraxxus.” “I see that now. Honor may have forsaken
Maldraxxus...but together, we will restore what has been lost. Go on Maw Walker, I would
like a moment to reflect.”
Giving up his memories would mean giving up his source of strength for Alexandros, which
sheds an interesting light on those that ARE judged worthy for bastion. The arbiters judgment
was, as always, infallible. Since this weeks campaign revolves so much about Mograine,
I also want to answer a question I’ve heard a lot. PEople are wondering how it’s possible
that Mograine wields the Ashbringer since in Legion, paladins got the blade as Tirion
Fordring passed away. Did Mograine visit Azeroth and steal it from the order hall? But that’s
not the case. Bonesmith Heirmir lets us know that the blade is actually called Fatebringer.
I made it for him when he was named baron. He wanted something similar to what he used
in life. Based on your reaction, I’m guessing you recognize the shape a bit. I guess if
I shared a title with a sword, I’d be pretty attached to it.
It’s one of my finer creations. Alexandros fought hard to come by some of the materials
that went into it. Not sure where the skull came from, but it’s certainly not from Maldraxxus.
My headcanon is that Mograine did indeed travel to Azeroth and picked up the skull of Renault,
the head of his treacherous son used to bring honor back to Maldraxxus...but that’s purely
my own take.
So we’ve proven our honor and gained a new ally. Bastion demands vengeance and we shall
share it with them. Only our combined forces will be able to defeat the constructs once
and for all.
“Your presence here is welcome Paragon. We share a common enemy.”
“Mograine speaks highly of your leadership and courage draka. I am honored to finally
meet you. I see the mawwalker is with you. I trust their choice to ally with you and
with that, we can ally too.” “The reign of margrave gharmal ends this
day! We shall gather our forces and prepare the zerakris for an assault.”
The alliance is secure and now we plan the attack. A story, an assault that will play
out next week so for now thank you very much for watching everyone! Subscribe if you like
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Stay a while and listen: “Baroness, your original night elf form
was restored in the afterlife, was it not? Why abandon it for one akin to the naga?”
“When I was kaldorei, I was but a handmaiden to my queen. Prized for my beauty, and little
else. As a naga, I was recognized and rewarded for my cunning and resolve. But I could ask
the same question of oyu. Why adopt the form of a feeble human, when so many stronger ones
exist? ” “This is the form I had when purging countless
undead on Azeroth. But I suppose your point stands.”