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“This elixir should protect against their spit. Offer it to Ko’char for me, will you? Tell him there’s plenty more where that came from if he’ll return the favor.”
-Zort
Offer the elixir that Zort has prepared to Ko’char the Unbreakable.
You will be able to choose one of these rewards:
You will also receive: (if completed at level 90)
Upon completion of this quest you will gain:
Quest Giver: Zort — The Crystal Vice, Dragonblight [59, 18]
Objective: Deliver Zort’s Protective Elixir to Ko’char the Unbreakable.
Chain Position: Quest 4 of 4 — Stiff Negotiations → Slim Pickings → Messy Business → Apply This Twice A Day
Walkthrough
Reward: Zort’s Protective Elixir (usable item that protects against jormungar corrosive spit). Hang onto this for the upcoming Really Big Worm quest, which specifically suggests using it.
Unlocks: Completing this quest opens Worm Wrangler from Zort (trap 3 Jormungar Spawn in crates) and Really Big Worm from Ko’char (kill the brood mother Rattlebore, suggested 3 players).
Good to Know
Explore Dragonblight’s hidden easter eggs, lore mysteries, and connections across Warcraft history in Vikstone’s Dragonblight Chronicles, along with the complete quest storyline.
Vikstone's War Journal“This elixir should protect against their spit.” Zort handed me a vial, the contents murky and faintly luminescent. “Offer it to Ko’char for me, will you? Tell him there’s plenty more where that came from if he’ll return the favor.”
Return the favor. Meaning: fight for Zort in exchange for protection against the acid that was killing his people.
Ko’char the Unbreakable regarded the vial in my outstretched hand with the enthusiasm of a man being offered poison.
“The runt wants us to fight for him, I assume. This is my surprise face.”
A frost giant with deadpan sarcasm. I hadn’t expected that.
“I will be blunt, little one.” He pushed the vial back toward me. “I do not trust this mixture, and I will not use it. Keep it.” His eyes flicked toward where Zort waited in the distance. “If you find more trust in the green runt than I do, perhaps it will be of use to you.”
I pocketed the elixir. Zort’s diplomatic overture had failed spectacularly, but the protective mixture was still good, made from the acid that had burned holes in my armor, designed to protect against more of the same.
I’d find a use for it.
Zort has found another use for a man willing to crawl into dark places, which makes the next job Worm Wrangler.
