WARNING: 8.1.5 Story Spoilers below!

Xal'atath: Hear me, God of the Deep! I have brought you the Opener... the Bringer of Truths... the Torch That Lights the Way!

Xal'atath: Honor our bargain...free me to find my own fate!

N'Zoth: Go... but the blade must remain... to serve my will.

Xal'atath: A fair exchange. Shadows guide you, my dear friend.

Xal'atath: We will meet again...I am certain of it.

Xal'atath disappears into a Void Portal

N'Zoth: I have dreamed your destiny, mortal.

N'Zoth: The hour is close at hand.

N'Zoth: That which was sunken shall rise.

N'Zoth: All that were sleeping... shall be awakened.

N'Zoth: Receive my gift and see all truths before you.



Sylvanas

Xal'atath... a fascinating weapon. I have heard tales of its exploits.

A pity it now lies dormant. But anything that slumbers can be awakened.

This blade is more than a mere dagger. It is a torch that shall light our path forward.

Soon I will call upon you again, champion. And together, we will steer the Horde toward its destiny.



The Alliance believes that by striking down Rastakhan and decimating the Zandalari fleet, they have broken us. That the Horde will soon crumble.

Fools. The boy-king has lied to himself and his people. He hasn't the faintest inkling of what he's truly up against.

War is a living thing. It writhes, it grows, twisting and turning until its final form is revealed.

This war is about to shift yet again. And it will be this blade that guides our way to victory.

Anduin

Another Old God awakened... this does not bode well. Our world suffers much as it is. The wound in Silithus, the war...

The Alliance stands on the brink of victory. Of ending this conflict and bringing peace to Azeroth.

Sylvanas sent her champions into that shrine for a reason. She must have discovered something that can shift the war back in her favor.

Whatever that might be, she must not succeed. Be ready for me to call on you again, $n. We will stop Sylvanas--once and for all.

When Sylvanas Windrunner became warchief, I knew we would not be friends... but I didn't want us to be enemies. Then came the massacre in Arathi... and the burning of Teldrassil.

It's clear she does not fight for Azeroth. She doesn't even fight for the Horde. She wages war upon life itself.

We are so close to ending this conflict and forging a lasting peace. But if Sylvanas uncovers some new weapon that allows her to keep fighting...

No. We must discover what she's after... and stop whatever madness she seeks to unleash upon us.

Talanji

As a child, I listened to de elders tell tales of de Old Gods. I thought dey were little more than ghost stories meant to frighten us.

But now I see dat dey are all too real. An infection within de heart of Azeroth.

We defeated G'huun, but N'Zoth poses an even graver threat. In a world torn apart by war, I pray de loa will show us a way to stop him.

Brother Pike

All my life, I've witnessed the duality of the sea. It is both a source of life... and a force of destruction.

I became a tidesage to wield the might of the depths for the good of Kul Tiras. To learn of the great darkness lurking beneath us all this time...

The Old God wants us fractured. Divided. I fear this war has given N'Zoth exactly what he wants.