Welcome back to another episode of the Holocore!
Today, we return to an artifact topic we discussed some time ago; a Holocore file we've now
deemed 'out of date' as more information and facts surrounding its history have been
brought to our attention.
With the help of the priests of Netherlight Temple and the Highpriest themself, we've
decided to revisit the file of one particularly insidious weapon and tell the story of its
mysterious and dangerous history as best as we can.
Today's revisited file: Xal'atath, the Blade of the Black Empire
Insidious?
Huh.
Such a tactless and boring description, don't you agree?
So these mortals seek to unravel and learn the mysteries of my story?
The idea would almost be insulting, if i wasn't aware that a certain High priest wasn't
involved in the forfeiting of such information.
Nevertheless, I don't get many chances to talk to an audience as a whole, so why not
indulge these "Lost Codex" storytellers.
They can thank me later…
Ah, a Titan Device.
How wonderfully easy to manipulate...
My story starts during the age of the Black Empire,something you mortals know so little
about.
Oh the images I could show you...the horrors that you would witness.
Perhaps I could show you endless battles my brethren waged against one another?
Or perhaps I could show you my origins of how I came to be?
Oh but why give away all the answers when there's so much more to come...and oh so
soon…Instead, why don't I show you the roles I've played throughout the last several
thousand years, hmm?.
I could go on for hours about each of the civilizations I visited and twisted but let's
focus on a rather memorable target: the Trolls.
Easy to manipulate and dim witted, Trolls played a beautiful part in the return of the
minions of the black empire.
The Troll in questions was a Gurubashi named Zan'do, a Witchdoctor who had been ousted
from his apparent high position of 'power' by the leaders of the Gurabashi.
His rage was oh so sweet and oh so easily twisted.
At my encouragement, Zan'do and a few of his fellow slighted witch doctors ventured
out to a sacred site that was forbidden by the mystics of the gurubashi and conducted
a series of blood sacrifices.
Zan'do believed these sacrifices would allow him to tap into the power of the sacred site.
Instead, he awoke an ancient ally, a minion of Yogg-Saron: a N'raqi named Kith'ix.
Kith'ix brought the shadows of the Black empire back over the land and rallied the
scattered minions of the old Gods, which started the events I believe you mortals call this
the "Aqir and Troll Wars" In Kith'ixs possession, my true potential was unleashed
and for a moment, I was allowed the sweet taste of devastation.
I inflicted and spread pestilence throughout the troll tribes and showered their minds
with black visions of death.
Kith'ix's war may have been been brought to an end by the Trolls sooner than expected,
but the devastation I caused?
The stories and legends of a little black blade that nearly wiped out their entire civilization;
It's a moment in history I'm rather proud of.
Let's fast forward to another exciting moment in my adventure: the War of the Three Hammers.
The hero of this moment in history is Modgud, wife of the Sorcerer-Thane Thaurissan.
As a practitioner of the arcane, Modgud often searched for artifacts and relics of great
power and as you can imagine...it didn't end well for her.
I was delivered into her hands by a servant and the power I let her taste...well…
Modgud tapped into my power and learned much of what I had to offer.
She demonstrated her new 'control' over the shadows during the siege of Grim Batol,
the legendary battle between the Wildhammer and Dark Irons.It was because of her or rather,
the magic I taught her, that Grim Batol fell under the dark curse that forced the Wildhammers
to later abandon it after the war.
However, after casting the dark incantation, the Wildhammer Thane closed in on her location.
Poor Modgud - she sought to use me and the powers I gave her to strike down Thane Khardros
and end the battle...but she found I had suddenly just vanished!
Oh how she screamed when she realized I had abandoned her, though whether it was from
frustration or terror, well I care not.
All I care to remember is her broken words as she lay dying "You promised...you promised…"
How many of you here have heard of Natalie Seline?
Any practitioner of the shadow should know this name…
Natalie was a rather fun subject of mine and far more clever than most of my wielders.
She was a bishop during the time you mortals call "the first war" and in her righteous
crusade to stop the orcish menace, she stumbled across me.
Though she had set out to find and destroy me when she learned of my existence, her mind
hesitated her mind hesitated the moment she touched my blade.
She wanted understand before she destroyed me- a noble effort, to say the least.
But in her search for knowledge, She found the truth.
I taught her there was more to this world than the Light, for how Light could not exist
without the Void and she dedicated herself to understanding what I offered.
She spread what she learned to her fellow clerics and priests, teaching them of the
what lay beyond the veil of the Light.
These teachings would become the pillars for the 'Cult of the Forgotten Shadow'.
In her sermons, she urged caution in their new practice, warning them that the powers
of the void were as unforgiving as they were enticing.
What was truly unforgiving was the suspicion that spread through her followers.
All it took was a little coaxing and suggestion that Natalie was holding them back and….mutiny.
Although I admit Natalies caution limited much of my potential, I did underestimate
how much she had learned from me.
It seems that when faced with the realization that her followers were plotting her assassination,
Natalie took it upon herself to ensure her survival by whisking her spirit to the realm
of the Void, to a location known only to her.
She left behind instructions on how to retrieve her spirit, thus allowing her eventual return
to the realm of the living.
That was something I hadn't forseen nor anticipated.
Clever girl.
Natalies teachings and journals had not lain undetected by the brilliant and clever minds
of the Kirin Tor.
After her apparent death, the mages of Dalaran set off to scour her teachings and writings
from history.
They also set out to find me but...just as they were unable to truly erase Natalies teachings
from the world, so too were they unable to track me down.
. Oh, I had no intention of being found by the ever-persistent minds of Mages.
No...I had other plans.
Other minds to twist and more pawns to play with.
But those are a tale for another time.
I'm sure the Keepers of the Lost Codex are eager to reclaim their Holocore
Are you really still here?
Why?!
Ugh, mortals.
I suppose your thirst for knowledge knows no bounds, hmm?
Well, if you must insist, why not check out of these past episodes?
If you're so interested in origins of the Usurpers or the benevolent and pure Naaru,
watch the lecture on the left?
If you'd rather learn about the Black Empire (even if these Lost Codex keepers forgot to
mention my involvement), watch the lecture on the right.
I'm sure it's….exciting.
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