Battle for Azeroth : nouveaux dialogues du build 26707

Battle for Azeroth : nouveaux dialogues du build 26707

Le build 26707 de Battle for Azeroth contient de nouveaux modèles, l'interface pour les traits d'azérite ainsi que de nombreux nouveaux dialogues.

Parmi les dialogues dataminés par Wowhead , de nombreux ont un lien avec le scénario de recrutement des Nains sombrefer , la première race alliée de l'Alliance. On y découvre que les Sacrenuit aident la Horde à retourner en Draenor grâce aux dragons de bronze. Notez que Blizzard a également glissé une référence humoristique au datamining .

Découvrez notre résumé à la suite de cet article. Attention, cet article contient des spoilers !

Ceci est--un test de --notre nouvelle--technologie géniale qui--nous permet de--mieux lire les phrases. Si vous--dataminez ceci--alors je suis--désolé, mais--vous allez etre--certainement déçus. Ok--TRÈS BIEN--Jaina est vraiment--un seigneur de l'effroi--oh et Sylvanas aussi--Anduin--et Khadgar--je veux dire--qui N'EST PAS un--seigneur de l'effroi, en fait ?

$C, we're sure tae encounter spontaneous azer-genesis incidents while shapin' the Azerite. Think ye can handle it? Spineless green turds think tae attack us in our home?! Anvil-Thane, go gather yer sorcerers fer a counterattack! Champion, take the Dark Iron Highway an' see that it's secure! Thaelin, head up through the Hall o' Craftin'! They might be on the way tae the Black Vault. Some sort o' pummeler ambushed me an' stole Ironfoe! Och, Ironfoe's been stolen an' they split the Black Anvil in twain! Anvil-Thane, Darkanvil, figure out how tae repair the Black Anvil. $n, I've got another task fer ye. Those savages were Venture Co. That means they're gonna be in Kezan, probably deliverin' Ironfoe into the greasy hands o' Mogul Razdunk as we speak. Will ye go recover the hammer? It's a power unto itself an' could spell disaster fer us if the goblins figure out how tae use it.

Ah, that's the stuff... the scent o' fire in the mornin'... an' noon, an' night. We need tae delve into the Firelord's lair tae get that Molten Core charged up.

What's the meanin' o' this? Anvil-Thane?! Who ordered the bridge closed? Who's in charge 'ere? Uh... Well, ye see... Enough o' yer hemmin' and hawin'. Spit it out, lad! ANVIL-THANE THURGADEN IS HERE! ALERT HIGH JUSTICE GRIMSTONE! H...Hey boss! Grimstone... What in the core is goin' on here? Where is Smolderon? All in due time, Anvil-Thane. Ye know as well as I that the Queen-Regent is soft. Weak. Tread carefully, Harrold. Ye're walkin' on hot coals with talk like that. Show some respect! Ye will address me by me title. Fine. Tread carefully, Herald. Ye blaspheme against our rightful leader. Rightful leader? There's nae fire in Moira's veins. Our rightful leader is the true Lord o' Flame, not some Bronzebeard whelp... nor a pretender to his throne. Ragnaros?! Ye mean tae bring that tyrant back? When the Sorcerer-Thane tried that, he-- While Thaurissan did nae lack fer vision, his folly was tryin' tae control the Firelord. Instead, we must serve him in all things. Ye think that ragged band o' embers ye gathered will impress him? I believe we snuffed out most o' yer rabble cultists on our way in here. When the true Firelord rises again, all faithful Dark Irons will heed his call. Do ye mean tae oppose us? Yer darn well right I do! Very well. Nae sense in further pleasantries, then. Fie on ye! Mark me words... the Firelord will have his due. See ye then... old friend.

A Bit o' Azerite - Place Azerite on the Black Anvil. Shapin' Azerite - Defend Anvil-Thane Thurgaden and Thaelin Darkanvil as they shape the Azerite. Slag in the Works - Await orders from Moira Thaurissan. Scorchin' the Sky - The goblins are attacking! Take down the Skyscorchers. Dark Iron Highway - Defend the Dark Iron Highway. Scoria In Flux - Defeat Rixxa Fluxflame. Hammer to the Anvil - Return to the Black Anvil.

L'enclume noir des nains Sombrefer est endommagée

Jaina? Is it really you? Come, daughter. We'll find our way out of here. Mother, look out! Mother! You challenged the wrong family, fiend! To arms, $n! My people defeated your kind once, monster. We will do so again! And Kul Tiras will never yield.

Mother! Are you alright? Yes... I will be fine. We'd better go before more of those... things... arrive. It will be a relief to put this place behind me. Clearly the Drust have no interest in keeping their prisoners alive. We cannot let this fate befall Jaina. Very well. Come, mother. Time to go home.

You will never take our prize! She belongs to Gorak Tul! We will not be denied... our vengeance... Your screams will be unending! You will... wish for death...

Do ye feel it? The Heart's power be wakin' up, thanks te yer efforts. I fear we still got a long way te go, champion. Things seem to only be gettin' worse around the world. But we cannae give in te despair. I know we can turn back this tide of darkness. We won't give in. The Chamber of Heart be regainin' its former power, thanks te yer efforts. We'll never be able te fully restore this place, but we can at least get it back some of its power. Even now, I can feel Azeroth's relief, knowin' this chamber be repaired, thanks te yer efforts around the world.

Time magic was the province of our former leader, Grand Magistrix Elisande. Much of her knowledge died with her. It is said Elisande had mastered incantations known only to the bronze dragons. Perhaps they would be willing to aid your cause. The echoes of magic here reverberate through the timeways. It was here that Gul'dan once traveled between worlds with the aid of the Vision of Time. Though this is merely an echo of this enemy of Azeroth, know that death at this entity's hands would prove quite real. Gul'dan will not be missed... not in this, nor any other timeline. Garrosh Hellscream... Such a pity how things turned out. In countless potential timelines, he was seen as a great hero to his people. Some called him the Horde's greatest warchief. What you saw here was one of his worst possible incarnations. A waste. Even as a reverberation of the past, Garrosh was a formidable foe. I sense the threads of fate upon you. You are indeed worthy of what is to come next. Had there been any doubt, I would never have allowed the shard to fall into the wrong hands. Not again. Go. Return to Oculeth. With the shard restored, he can now send you to the place you seek.

La grande Magistrice Elisandre maîtrisait la magie du temps

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