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“You need to get to the 7th Legion Front in northern Dragonblight. Return to Wintergarde Keep and take the north gate out of town. Keep north until you hit a road. Take a left on that road and follow it until you reach the snowline. Once at the snowline keep heading west until you hit the Path of the Titans. Follow that north and it’ll lead you right into the 7th Legion Front. Once there, speak with Legion Commander Tyralion. He’ll be expecting you.
And Vikstone – it has been a pleasure. Farewell.”
-Ambo Cash
Report to Legion Commander Tyralion at the 7th Legion Front in central Dragonblight.
Quest Giver: Ambo Cash — inside Wintergarde Mausoleum [85, 50], Dragonblight
Turn In: Legion Commander Tyralion — 7th Legion Front [64, 28], central Dragonblight
Objective: Report to Legion Commander Tyralion at the 7th Legion Front.
Walkthrough
Cash gives you detailed travel directions: “Return to Wintergarde Keep and take the north gate out of town. Keep north until you hit a road. Take a left on that road and follow it until you reach the snowline. Once at the snowline keep heading west until you hit the Path of the Titans. Follow that north and it’ll lead you right into the 7th Legion Front.”
Or, more simply: head to [64, 28] in central Dragonblight. The 7th Legion Front is located along the Path of the Titans, north of Wyrmrest Temple, at the southern edge of the Dragon Wastes. Speak with Legion Commander Tyralion to complete the quest.
Cash signs off with: “And, hero, it has been a pleasure. Farewell.” This is your last interaction with Ambo Cash in this chain.
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Cash’s Farewell
Here, it’s just: “It has been a pleasure. Farewell.”
He knows you’re heading into something he can’t follow you into. The Mausoleum operation was his command. The frostwyrm hunt is someone else’s war.
Tyralion’s Briefing: The Dragon Wastes Problem
Tyralion’s completion text paints the 7th Legion Front’s grim reality: “Now you know why they call this the Dragon Wastes. Bones of the beasts are strewn about as far as the eye can see. We’ve probably taken down a dozen or more frostwyrms and there’s still no end in sight. The Scourge’s got fuel for ten-thousand more what with all the bones laying about.”
The Dragon Wastes are littered with the skeletal remains of ancient dragons. The Scourge doesn’t need to kill new dragons to make frostwyrms. They just raise the bones already scattered across the landscape. Every dragon that has ever died and been left unburied in Dragonblight is a potential frostwyrm.
Tyralion’s unit has been destroying them, but it’s a war of attrition they cannot win.
His sign-off cuts through the despair: “I don’t mean to bore you with the details, hero. We’ve got the wyrm you’re looking for locked in our sights.”
The 7th Legion has located Icestorm. The hunt begins.
Explore Dragonblight’s hidden easter eggs, lore mysteries, and connections across Warcraft history in Vikstone’s Dragonblight Chronicles, along with the complete quest storyline.
You will be able to choose one of these rewards:
Upon completion of this quest you will gain:
Vikstone's War Journal
“It has been a pleasure,” Cash said. Still no pants. “Farewell.”
I left Wintergarde through the north gate and followed his route: road to snowline, west to the Path of the Titans, north into the Dragon Wastes. The landscape changed as I climbed. Green gave way to white, then to bones emerging from the snow and the remains of wyrms brought down by ballista and desperation. Ribcages large enough to shelter companies, skulls like collapsed towers.
The 7th Legion Front materialized through the driving wind. Fortifications built from what they had, which included more wyrm bones. Soldiers there moved efficiently, men who’d been fighting too long to remember anything else.
Legion Commander Tyralion stood at the command post, studying a map weighted down with stones.
“Now you know why they call this the Dragon Wastes,” he said. “Bones of the beasts strewn about as far as the eye can see. We’ve taken down a dozen or more frostwyrms, and there’s still no end in sight. The Scourge’s got fuel for ten thousand more with all the bones laying about.”
He cleared his throat and finally met my eyes. “I don’t mean to bore you with the details, hero. We’ve got the wyrm you’re looking for locked in our sights.”
Tyralion had the wyrm in his sights as it circled the Dragon Wastes with the phylactery on its body, and getting it down meant climbing onto a ballista for Chasing Icestorm: Thel’zan’s Phylactery and not wasting a single bolt.
