Today I almost went to meet my ancestors – which, by the
way, I am not quite ready to do yet.
Spymaster Thalodien asked for my aid in shutting down the Manaforge B’naar. These manaforges are structures that collect
energy from the nether and syphon it to Kael’thas in Tempest Keep for his
use. By shutting these manaforges down,
we cripple Kael’thas’ magical ability.
What I was asked to do by the Spymaster was to kill the warp-master and
warp-engineers in charge of the upkeep of the manaforge. With them removed from the picture it should
be easier to shut the manaforge down as they are the experts at keeping it
running and the soldiers around there know nothing about how to keep it
operational.
When Magistrix Larynna heard I was going to Manaforge B’naar
she thought it the perfect opportunity for me to nab a bloodgem crystal from a
Sunfury Magister, charge this smaller gem at the larger bloodgem crystal like
the Sunfury Magisters do and return the gem to her for study. She felt that the Sunfury forces are using
these gems to augment their power but she feels that this energy might be as
addictive as the arcane energy from the sunwell once was. She was hoping to study the gem to gain some
insight into this. I agreed to do this
for her since I was going to be in the area anyway.
The Sunfury Magisters were in open and easily accessible so
I thought to get that task completed first.
One of the Magisters was returning to her tent after completing the
charging of the small bloodgem crystal she had in her possession. I thought this was a perfect opportunity and
struck. Unfortunately, I was not
unobserved. I didn’t realize there was
an occupant in the tent near hers and he came to her aid calling for
reinforcements. Whatever energy these
elves are tapping into it packs a punch and hurts like hell. I was able to stun one of them and called
upon the Light to shield me which they promptly tore through with their fire
spells. I had already decided that it
was best run away and live to fight another day and was trying to do just that
but I was burnt worse than I initially thought and only managed to stumble away
with the three of them in pursuit.
I received a well placed shot and felt my armor buckle when
the bolt passed through my mid-section.
At that point I called all my powers to the fore and used the Light for
one healing blast which left me as weak as a kitten yet I kept struggling on to
get away. The three spellcasters finally
used up what energy that had stored and
thinking me on the brink of death, returned to their camp. I crawled my way back to Area-52 to seek
medical attention. The healer tells me
it will be several days before I will be on my feet again and the blacksmith
informs me that it will take at least a week to repair my armor. That is fine with me right now. I will take this time to regain my strength
and plan how I am going to destroy those Magisters . It’s now personal.
Kahtraa
((currently Level 70 and still alive))
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