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|Upon completing Tier 2:
An ominous voice booms, 'Impressive! You have overcome every obstacle placed in your way and continue to demonstrate an ability which transcends mere brute force. Your coordination, tenacity, and resourcefulness are unlike anything I have seen in millennia. But enough of these cat and mouse games. Though I have an eternity to wait, mortals are not so blessed. It is time we meet, face to face. Please do me the honor of visiting the Dreadspire vault.'
The "vault" can be accessed through the hidden area in the library.
An ominous voice booms, 'You've done well. You have done exceedingly well. It's been some time since company presented this much amusement. I am honored to be showered with this attention. You are most welcome, as a guest and servant in my house.'
An ominous voice booms, 'Do not fret over the servants you have slain, the artifacts you have stolen, the damage you have inflicted upon my followers. They are easily replaced, and a small price to pay in order to test your abilities. I have many promising residents to replace the ranks of the fallen, and you will meet them shortly.'
An ominous voice booms, 'Do you understand why you are here? Do you think to defy me? Or mayhap you have simply been playing into my plans all along . . . would you even know the difference?'
An ominous voice booms, 'Regardless of the outcome of our interaction, I will be the victor.'
You first encounter The Master of Dreadspire. Upon triggering the event, the expedition locks and his minions will become active one by one:
Karaghli of the Obsidian Claw
R`kazzi of the Obsidian Claw
Xiamocha of the Obsidian Claw
Yurrexxith of the Obsidian Claw
Ur-Tsigrac Lochmaul - Procs Ur-Tsigrac's Fury
Ali-Ani the Drainer
Altaire, Moon`s Reflection
Soon after triggering the event, Mayong Mistmoore becomes active.
Hah! Have at me, mortals. Prove your power over my divinity!
He single-target rampages and procs Blood Infusion and Ur-Tsigrac's Fury.
Upon success, "a sealed strongbox" spawns with loot and you see:
Your faction standing with Scions of Dreadspire could not possibly get any worse.
Your faction standing with Shiliskin Empire could not possibly get any better.
Your faction standing with Free Traders of Malgrinnor got better.
You gained raid experience!
The Demi-Plane of Blood is strangely silent. Though Mayong's body is unmoving, his presence can still be felt. His booming voice suddenly fills the halls of the Keep, coming from all directions.
Mayong shouts, 'I told you that I would be the victor of this encounter, regardless of the outcome.'
Mayong shouts, 'This is the sweetest victory I could have ever hoped for.'
Mayong shouts, 'The focused devotion and attention you demonstrated here have lent strength and credibility to my divinity.'
Mayong shouts, 'You have unwittingly worshipped me, and you have martyred me.'
Another shimmering figure fades into view, floating near the first. As she materializes, her body shifts into focus, revealing the form of a young female.
The spirit of Tserrina howls, 'You are all that remains of the mortality of Mayong, shed off and discarded when he became a deity.'
A hollow voice laments, 'Then, I am not long for this world. Perhaps you and I will meet again on the other side?'
The two figures embrace. Tserrina's face comes into sharp focus and she is strikingly beautiful, the features of her mortal spirit not twisted by malice. Insubstantial tears roll down her cheeks.
The spirit of Tserrina howls, 'That is unlikely, my love.'
The figures fade away quietly, clinging desperately to one another.
When do you see the stuff below?
Mayong shouts, 'And thus was born a new era upon the world of Norrath. My era.'
Mayong shouts, 'Let the world know that a new deity has joined the pantheon . . . and his name is Mayong Mistmoore!'
Mayong shouts, 'My drachnid armies and legions of the living dead are poised to attack!'
Mayong shouts, 'At a moment's notice, they will spread across Antonica and Faydwer like a plague, annihilating mankind and laying waste to everyone and everything not pledging allegiance to me.'
Mayong shouts, 'However, with my ascension, I have much more important matters to attend to.'
Mayong shouts, 'Consider your lands safe . . . for now.'
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