Miragul  

Thank you to Wildar for his power. I retrieved the head and robes. Woot. Another step to my 1.0.

Capped on June 7, 2007 (12:50am) Prexus server


I posted a couple FYI's on(under) the Lich of Miragul, might wanna have a look at it.



Special Thanks to Palamor...appreciated ur help!!



Andahoz, Pally 62nd Season

Mirgual went down today it is confirmed you can use a pally Pacify to do turn in to get spawn I did it he was an easy kill for 67 pally 63 druid and 66 necro


Demier

Taken down at 07:34pm EST 9/13/06 on the Rathe Server.

Special thanks to Pitaa, Tekkenart, and esp. Kindianraven who found the people to help when I was having no luck.

Good Luck Fellow Knights !!

Sir Brickand Morter
68th Paladin of Brell
Honored Souls of Norrath
The Rathe (Karana) Server.

Handed in Miragul's Phylactery to The Lich of Miragul and killed Miragul today at 3:45 PM EST on April 19, 2006 on the Cazic Thule server. This means he will be up around 4 PM April 26, 2006. Happy hunting all.

Miragul was downed on the Rathe at approximately 7:30PM 24-JUL 2005.

Took a 15 pocket RNG, tracking skill of 78, all of 2 days to find the Lich of Miragul and his pet wandering the caverns of Everfrost Peaks.

The kill went to an overpowered group consisting of a 62 PAL, 65 CLR, 68 DRU, 68 MNK, and 70 ENC.

The ENC took care of Enduring Breath and charming the Lich.

The DRU tracked, snared and dotted.

The MNK and PAL beat on Miragul with blunt objects.

The CLR never had to cast a heal, before or after the fight. /yawn

Miragul was down and looted in under 30s.

DRU ported out.

On to Sky....

Edited, Sun Jul 24 23:31:20 2005

Sorry about spamming post....having browser troubles...


Lord Hadowas Honorshield
Knight of the 59th Crusade
Sors Aeternus - Officer
Ayonae Ro Server

Got him today 12/20/04 at 1500 CST. My guild leader (THANK YOU GANDAAR!!) noticed server crash and after i got back from wipe they were all shouting at me to get to EF. Sure enough he was there and we had no problems keeling him after turn in.
Group/Small Raid make-up:
Creeg (65 Warrior)
Stormynight (65 Druid)
Midrin (63 Ranger)
Rupp (65 Enchanter)
Domaingue (65 Cleric)
Saielwen (50ish Cleric)
Hadowas (59 Paladin)
(Only put there names so I could recognize them for their help...thank you guys!)
Now only two steps from epic. Have to get the Tainted Darksteel Sword from keeper of the Tomb and then do all turn ins! GOOD LUCK BROTHER KNIGHTS!

Lord Hadowas Honorshield
Knight of the 59th Crusade
Sors Aeternus - Officer
Ayonae Ro Server

Got him today 12/20/04 at 1500 CST. My guild leader (THANK YOU GANDAAR!!) noticed server crash and after i got back from wipe they were all shouting at me to get to EF. Sure enough he was there and we had no problems keeling him after turn in.
Group/Small Raid make-up:
Creeg (65 Warrior)
Stormynight (65 Druid)
Midrin (63 Ranger)
Rupp (65 Enchanter)
Domaingue (65 Cleric)
Saielwen (50ish Cleric)
Hadowas (59 Paladin)
(Only put there names so I could recognize them for their help...thank you guys!)
Now only two steps from epic. Have to get the Tainted Darksteel Sword from keeper of the Tomb and then do all turn ins! GOOD LUCK BROTHER KNIGHTS!

Lord Hadowas Honorshield
Knight of the 59th Crusade
Sors Aeternus - Officer
Ayonae Ro Server

Just killed Miragul on the Quellious Server. Killed him around 1045PM Tokyo Time (+9 Hours GMT). I had a 67 Necro, 66 Cleric, 54 BST, 50 Ranger, and me a 56 Pally. He was a tough fight but we got him! He spawned right when he was suppose to as well. 7 Days after the server went down. I'm so happy! I'm that much closer to finishing my epic!

I am at the spot where I have killed this guy for other people before in the upper right room of the caves. I have been watching for this guy for over 6 days with no pops. Anyone else having this trouble?

I did this guy today for my epic seeing as i have gone for over 4 years with no epic i thought i should pick this quest up again. I believe the lifetap is in fact a proc because i never got a casting message for it. This mob was relatively easy to solo as a lv 65 paladin, had quite a bulky amount of hp and i got hit by the 1500 dd about 4 times but it is not cast enough to be a significant threat. I hope this info helps he also cast a fire dot on me that i could cure with rc 3.

Soloed him as a 65 necro for a friend's Paladin epic. Charmed the Lich of Miragul for the turn in, then sent in the 65 pet Child of Bert with Rune of Death and Calliav on it, and basically dotted Miragul to death. He didn't resist splurt, horror, plague, Saryrns Kiss, FP or BoT. He did try his lifetap but I resisted it, but cannot say what resist was used. It is probably an MR based life tap if it is like player necro lifetaps.

All over in under two minutes, and didn't use Lifeburn either. Used about 2 bubbles or mana. Also my pet interrupted one spell (or proc) he tried to use, so it is interruptable too.

i heard some people say his 1500pt lifetap is a proc.

if so then you can prolly duo this with a tank and a chanter + a stack of dots.

if mobs proc lifetaps you just rune up and it stops them from proccing, me and my buds do vs the same way all the time, tank, chanter, sham, and whatever dps bros are on at the time

Be aware that by today's standards, Miragul is a wimp. One group of moderately-equipped people, levels 55-60, can easily take him. He casts a 1500 point DD or lifetap spell, but you can both interrupt and resist that. Other than that one spell, he's weaker than a typical PoP Tier 1 mob, though he seemed to have more HP.

We took him with 7-8 people, ranging from 52 to 63. I was main tank -- level 59, nicely equipped. We had a 60-something cleric for healing, with a druid as emergency healer in case of disaster. We also had a mid-50's enchanter to charm the lich, slow Miragul, and haste the melees. The rest were dps classes -- a wizard, ranger, etc. The fight lasted less than two minutes, and I was never in any real danger of dying.

So they are making a whole zone named after this lvl 53 complete wuss? What's up? I could summon a familiar more scary than anything he could make....

Liveye (lvl 65 Wizard)

Just out of curiosity, if he doesn't con kos to anyone, has anyone tried hailing him? Anyone know if he IS kos to anyone, like maybe halflings? Just curious

The History of Miragul and his Lich:

Over three thousand years in the past humanity was in its infancy. Mankind dwelled in the center of Antonica, spreading out slowly to inhabit the vast and fertile plains of Karana. Villages appeared and prospered, several reaching the size of towns, and two even became cities -- Qeynos to the west, and Freeport to the east. Humanity, much to the disdain of the elder races who watched from afar, was strong -- it rapidly gained a solid foothold in the world of Norrath and was there to stay.

This is not to imply, however, that humanity was at peace. Early on small groups formed, some linked by similar appearances, others by common goals. Competition was fierce, and when resources grew scarce for one reason or another many groups abandoned the promises and alliances of their past and fought. A few leaders spoke out against the violence, urging the masses to remember why they had fled the cold north. They had broken away from the lands of Halas and their barbarian brothers in the name of peace, and these leaders insisted that humanity adhere once again to those principals to which all had agreed.

Their cry was not totally ignored, and the fighting subsided. Villages were encouraged to trade with one another and to respond to competition nonviolently. An economy based largely on agriculture appeared and the villages and small towns were surrounded by large farms. Most of humanity’s leaders were pleased with this, wanting nothing more than peace and food on every man’s table after a hard day of work. A few, however, wanted more. Even though their people had risen well beyond the standard of living endured by their barbarian brothers to the north, they were not content. Explorers and adventurers returned from afar with tales of elves, dwarves, and other strange creatures, as well as descriptions of ancient abandoned cities. A few even came back with limited knowledge of sorcery and the mystic arts.

And when that discontent minority of leaders heard all of this, they became both jealous and determined. A small, fragile man of great intellect called Erud led this group, and he formed them into a council. They quickly became irritated, even disgusted, by their fellow man. Leaving a small network of spies behind, the remainder of Erud’s followers fled the city of Qeynos and boarded a small fleet of ships. They sailed to the west and landed upon the barren coast of the island of Odus. The land was sparse and uninhabited and quite appealing to the council and their people. They quickly built a city of their own, dissimilar in almost every way to both Qeynos and Freeport, for it was almost entirely a towering castle. Erudin it was called, and within it the scribes and scholars, who called themselves High Men, gathered and analyzed reports, captured books and scrolls, and other artifacts brought to them by their spies. The first human mages were then born – wizards, sorcerers, and enchanters occupied the great halls of Erudin and grew immensely in both power and knowledge.

One of the more adept practitioners of the arts was named Miragul. Unlike and more extreme than the others, he not only abhorred his human brothers on the mainland to the east, but he also grew to hate his fellow Erudites. To him they were both short sighted and narrow. They created schools of thought, categorizing magic into three groups and designing themselves to three classes: Wizards, Sorcerers, and Enchanters. Miragul found this limiting and thoroughly resented the thought of being restricted to one school of thought or another.

He soon found others who felt similarly. They were a small but growing group of outcasts who often studied forbidden texts and other knowledge generally kept secret from the majority of students. The council was morally and ethically opposed to much of the information gathered afar by their spies. Miragul found that these outcasts not only studied the three schools of magic, but also a fourth. It was called Necromancy and a few lucky spies had returned from a distant underground city (Neriak, it was called, home of the dark elves) with both their lives and also ancient texts describing this art. Miragul was intrigued, and, by using powerful magic, created for himself four identities, four separate countenances and names, and joined all four schools without the knowledge of the council, nor anyone else for that matter.

It came to pass some years later that the council, in its ever growing desire to know all there was to know, both in distant lands and also in its own city, discovered the group of Necromancers. They were branded heretics and a great conflict arose. For the first time in several hundred years, the Erudites fought. They engaged in a civil war not entirely dissimilar to that which they had loathed and fled from back on the mainland. But there was one very significant difference – they did not use swords and bows, but rather magic, and the result was terrible. Lives by the hundreds were lost, great buildings and structures destroyed, and eventually the heretics were forced to flee Erudin, to hide and regroup in the southern regions of Odus.

Miragul, being a member of all four schools, was not blind to the implications when the conflict began. He left the heretics before they fled the city, abandoning his fourth identity and siding apparently with the council. But this was only a ruse in order to buy time. He soon gathered every artifact and tome he could discreetly steal and then left Odus entirely, taking a ship back to Antonica and to the city of Qeynos. The lands of men, however, were not only to his dislike, but also filled with Erudite spies.Miragul grew afraid, even paranoid, and soon fled again. He headed far to the north and then to the east, wishing to avoid the barbarians of Halas. After many weeks he found himself near the great lake called Winter’s Deep and he hid there for some time.

While Miragul waited in secret his mind was not idle. He schemed and planned, and looked over every letter of every scroll and tome he had taken from Erudin. Time passed and his understanding and power grew. But he was unsatisfied and a deep hunger for even more arcane knowledge ate away at him. He soon left his hiding place and began to travel long distances in search of more ancient texts and artifacts. His power had grown and confidence overcame his fear of Erudite spies. Once again he cloaked himself in false identity and countenance and traveled the lands of men.

Not far to the south of where his cache of artifacts lay, Miragul soon found another of the new races, the Halflings, and their town Rivervale. The mage feared these small people and their propensity to sneak and to steal, and as his treasures grew in both size and value, he eventually made the decision to move even farther north, and away from all intelligent life. He traveled leagues and leagues, far beyond the range of both Erudite spy and curious Halfling, and eventually came to a vast tundra. This land had no name, and was not until centuries later referred to as merely the Frigid Plain. This frosty and remote environment appealed to Miragul’s heart, for it had grown cold, obsessed with only knowledge and the abstract, and filled with only hatred for others. Creatures with intelligence forced him to be discreet and slowed his acquisition of knowledge and items. He had as little to do with them as he could, only hiding amongst them when absolutely necessary.

Under the icy ground of the Frigid Plains, Miragul created a large network of tunnels and rooms in which to hide and study his collection. He used no labor, but rather deep magic to remove the earth from his way. Room after room, passage after passage, he did create to house his store of artifacts. He split his years, spending one score out in the world, exploring and amassing knowledge and items, returning them to his cache, and then the next dabbling with them, experimenting in one of several laboratories he had created.

Many years passed, even centuries. Miragul grew old, even though he did his best to extend his life using magical means. There was a limit to his enlightenment when it came to aging, and he soon acknowledged that one day even he would die. Only one aspect of death did he fear, and being no longer able to learn and collect wrought him with terror. As his skin grew wrinkled, and his breath short, Miragul’s time was spent less exploring the world of Norrath and more studying the existential. He soon discovered the various hidden dimensions that neighbored his own, the Planes of Power and Discord. He discovered means by which he could traverse these planes, making portals that led between them. But his strength was leaving him, and his journeys into these realities were short and often unprofitable. More and more, his own mortality limited his reason for living, and the specter of death haunted him daily.

The mage’s research into life and death was built upon a foundation he had learned from his fellow outcasts centuries before in Erudin. Necromancy, more than any other art, became Miragul’s obsession. Eventually he discovered a means by which to create portals within his own plane and made them to travel great distances in mere seconds. He traveled back to Odus, to its southern regions, in search of the other Necromancers. Perhaps, he mused, they had unearthed by now a way to cheat death.

The mage soon found that the heretics of Erudin had built a city into a great hole that led to unknown depths beneath the earth. This chasm was apparently the result of that huge civil war from which Miragul had fled centuries earlier. The city, called Paineel, though somewhat suspicious, allowed Miragul to enter and after a time he earned its inhabitant’s trust. Many humored the old man and his claims, while a select few respected him and were willing to trade knowledge for knowledge, power for power. They revealed to him the true power of necromancy, the ability to raise the dead, creating zombies and wraiths obedient in every way to their master. Many of the heretics planned to assault Erudin with vast armies of undead, to wreak revenge upon the council that had exiled and made war upon them in centuries past.

One important aspect of their necromancy interested Miragul, the fact that the undead ceased to age. Their lives appeared endless and the elderly mage knew that he must discover a way to be like them. He feigned interest in the heretic’s goals, learning spells to raise the dead, helping them raise their undead army. All the while, however, he was experimenting himself, hiding much of his research in the small home he was given in Paineel. After some time he discovered that which he had sought, a way to transform a living being, as opposed to a corpse, into the undead. Unfortunately, time was scarce, for he was tired and almost dead himself, his body deteriorating with age, and the heretics were almost ready to make war once again.

Miragul then left Paineel, using a small portion of his dwindling life energies to make a portal back to his cache hundreds of leagues to the north. Upon arrival, he withdrew silently to his most secret laboratory and prepared his final spell. Dreaming all the while of endless exploration and discovery, he slowly made ready his ultimate experiment. The enchantment laced with necromancy was finally made, and Miragul hid his remaining and fragile life within the phylactery, a small device he had pilfered from the other necromancers. Clouds of mystical energy gathered and then dispersed, revealing a shell of the man Miragul once was, an undead mage, what ancient scripts and legends called a lich.

In his haste, however, Miragul had made a miscalculation. The lich, while retaining all the mystical power of his formal self, lacked a spirit. Only the mage’s soul, now locked within the phylactery hidden deep in the cache, retained the ambition and desire to amass knowledge and power. The spiritless lich possessed none of these human traits, and Miragul’s soul screamed in silence as the undead creature began to aimlessly wander his menagerie of wisdom and enlightenment, his rooms filled with artifacts of power.

Main Entry: phy·lac·tery
Pronunciation: f&-'lak-t(&-)rE
Function: noun
Inflected Form(s): plural -ter·ies
Etymology: Middle English philaterie, from Medieval Latin philaterium, alteration of Late Latin phylacterium, from Greek phylaktErion amulet, phylactery, from phylassein to guard, from phylak-, phylax guard
Date: 14th century
-Either of two small square leather boxes containing slips inscribed with scriptural passages and traditionally worn on the left arm and on the head by Jewish men during morning weekday prayers.

Naldaen Quicksilver - Wizard at Large
"Words are the strongest weapon ever devised"


Edited, Sun Nov 17 14:51:29 2002

Here's some Screenie's of Miragul. You can also check out his outfit.

http://www.geocities.com/valya_w/menulink/fdquest.htm

Time spawn Lich of Miragul ??? Have PH ??

I've always wanted more info about this guy before attempting him. But I went ahead and did it with what I've heard from friends and here. So I got my own info to share with other paladins. Its all going to be random, not much of a message board poster.

-Lich of Miragul wanders, and we pulled him with charm. He doesn't seem to like to get near the water so have your raid move up a bit into the main center hall. He will pull here easily. Once charmed, hand in your Phylactery.
-Miragul will now spawn. He was dubious to me and did not aggro at all. I initiated attack, and he immediately proced his 1500dmg lifetap.
-He procs his lifetap randomly... infact not even sure if its a proc or spell. Fight went by fast and I was too intent on stunning to keep reading the chat box. But I myself was lifetapped 3 times during the fight.
-He doubles for about 80-100ish.
-He casts invoke fear, and poison bolt, and I believe a low level disease AoE that I resisted everytime.
-The lifetap does infact heal him.
-He went down to the hands of just 2 groups. 52 paladin, 48 bard, 60 shadowknight, 57 cleric, 60 enchanter, 52 shadowknight, 53 druid, 44 warrior, 46 rogue, 57 necromancer, 45 enchanter, 52 bard. 1 death, and it lasted about 1-2 minutes.
-He seems average MR, 1 out of every 3 or so of my stuns seemed to be resisted.
-The 60 SK said he was hard to land a hit on, constant misses, high dodge skill etc.
-Overall it was a fairly easy fight, just make sure you bring more than enough... don't want to lose all that dragon raid time incase you fail.

Hope this helps.

Edited, Thu Apr 4 03:51:03 2002

Does anyone have a Loc on the hole in the ice and the tunnel to reach this guy?


Edited, Mon Mar 4 17:38:04 2002

OK We owned him last night, The live Version was hitting me for 120's max and he only proced his lifetap once the entire fight from what i could tell and no it is not 200-300 hp it is 1500hp. And really he wasnt that hard we had 10 folks and he went down like a rock, one cleric 3 druids me, 1 warrior 2 rogues and one shaman, Granted the rogues one druid and the shaman had their epics but i dont think it would have made alot of difference.lvls Ranged from 53-60 with only 1 being 60

Darlantan SilverHeart
54Th Cavalier of Brell
Requiem of Souls
Zebuxorwhateveritiscalled

when does the lich spawn is he always there or is he on a spawn timer??...Would be kinda disapointing to get 20 of your closest friends together and wow the mob isn't here.

Thanks
Golath
52 Pally

Well i can for see a caster getting this item, the books of scale come from vox. naggy as well as some of the high end dragons. Gore and her brother in skyfire. A raid on them may not have paladins due to them being fairly few at high end things like them. And if a paladin isnt there to roll a caster will.