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“The Scourge have overrun the shrine. The shrine’s keeper, Dahlia Suntouch, is nowhere to be found. The red wyrms that fell in the shrine’s defense now beset us in the form of twisted skeletal emberwyrms. The situation is dire, Night Elf. Captain Iskandar leads a group of your kind in stemming the flow of the Scourge out of the shrine.
Go to his aid… but please stay behind his men. The flow of Scourge is endless and I don’t want to lose you in one of those scarred canyons.”
-Ceristrasz
Aid Captain Iskandar in holding the canyons by participating in the death of 12 Frigid Ghoul Attackers, 8 Frigid Geist Attackers, and 1 Frigid Abomination Attacker. Return to Ceristrasz once you have finished this task.

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Quest Giver: Ceristrasz — ridge east of the Ruby Dragonshrine [~52, 50]
Turn-in: Ceristrasz (same NPC)
Objective: Aid Captain Iskandar in holding the canyons by participating in the death of 12 Frigid Ghoul Attackers, 8 Frigid Geist Attackers, and 1 Frigid Abomination Attacker. Return to Ceristrasz.
Quick Facts
Walkthrough
Ceristrasz sends you into the canyons surrounding the Ruby Dragonshrine, where the Scourge is pouring out in waves. His quest text sets the stakes: the shrine has been overrun, its keeper Dahlia Suntouch is missing, and the red dragons that died defending it have been reanimated as skeletal emberwyrms.
He warns you explicitly: stay behind the Captain’s men, because the flow of Scourge is endless.
Finding Captain Iskandar
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Troubleshooting: Where Are the Ghouls?
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Lore Context
Ceristrasz’s quest text reveals three critical pieces of information about the state of the Ruby Dragonshrine: (1) the shrine’s keeper Dahlia Suntouch has vanished, (2) the red wyrms who died defending the shrine have been raised as skeletal emberwyrms by the Scourge, and (3) the Scourge must be prevented from pushing past the shrine toward Wyrmrest Temple itself.
This isn’t a local skirmish; if the canyons fall, the path to Wyrmrest is open.
The reanimation of fallen red dragons as emberwyrms is one of the most horrific consequences of the Scourge’s invasion. These were dragons who sacrificed themselves defending their most sacred burial ground, and the Lich King has turned their remains into weapons against their own flight.
It’s the same desecration pattern the Scourge uses throughout Northrend, from the frost wyrms at Icecrown to Sindragosa herself.
Captain Iskandar leads the Alliance regiment that Lauriel Trueblade secured from the previous quest. These are mortal soldiers, conscripts, fighting undead horrors in dragon canyons. The chain makes a point of showing that this alliance between mortals and dragons is forged through shared sacrifice, not politics.
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Vikstone's War Journal“The Scourge have overrun the shrine.”

Ceristrasz delivered the briefing looking at the shrine below. “The shrine’s keeper, Dahlia Suntouch, is nowhere to be found. The red wyrms that fell in the shrine’s defense now beset us in the form of twisted skeletal emberwyrms.”
Dragons were being raised as undead.
“The situation is dire. Captain Iskandar leads a group of your kind in stemming the flow of the Scourge out of the shrine. Go to his aid.” Ceristrasz paused. “But please stay behind his men. The flow of Scourge is endless and I don’t want to lose you in one of those scarred canyons.”
I found Iskandar’s line holding a narrow pass. Night elves, a dozen of them, blades flashing against the tide of undead pouring through. The captain saw me approach. A nod, nothing more. Words were wasted breath in a fight like this.
I joined the line.
The ghouls came first, frigid things that moved with jerking hunger. They died on my mace, wave after wave, the kind of enemy you cut through on instinct alone. The geists were worse: quick, skittering, attacking from angles that forced constant adjustment.
Then the abomination.
It shouldered through the pass, stitched flesh steaming in the cold. The night elves fell back, reforming around it while I charged ahead. Each swing of my mace found something vital until the necromantic threads holding it together finally gave out.
Overhead, skeletal emberwyrms surrounded the shrine, their fires burning cold.
“Do not stray too far down the pass,” Ceristrasz had warned. “You’re no use to us dead.”
I cleaned my mace and returned to the ridge.
“I’m glad you’re still with us.” Ceristrasz studied the canyon, where more undead were already gathering. “It is a disgusting task, but I thank you dearly for doing it. The Scourge cannot be permitted to push any further towards Wyrmrest or we are sure to lose it.”
The flow was endless. But so was the line.
Inside the shrine the remains of fallen dragons lay open to the necromancers, so Ceristrasz wanted them salved and given a Return to the Earth before the Lich King could turn them on Wyrmrest.