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“Me crew is gonna get the big’un all primed an’ready for ya, matey. She’s restin’ snuggly on the bow, o’er on the other side of the ship. Go’n man it and be ready to fire when Sorlof is in our sights! Once we take that landlubber down, ye’ll have to recover the booty for us, seein’ as how we can’t leave the damned ship!
Bring that booty back to me and ye’ll get your cut – the shield…”
-Captain Ellis
Slay Sorlof using the Big Gun and recover Sorlof’s Booty. Return Sorlof’s Booty to Captain Ellis aboard the Sister Mercy.
Quest Giver: Captain Ellis — Sister Mercy ghost ship, Howling Fjord
Objective: Slay Sorlof using The Big Gun and recover Sorlof’s Booty from the shore. Return the treasure to Captain Ellis.
Quick Facts
Walkthrough
Find the Big Gun
Fire the Cannon
Loot the Treasure
Return to Captain Ellis
Efficiency Tips
Lore Context
Explore Howling Fjord’s hidden easter eggs, lore mysteries, and connections across Warcraft history in Vikstone’s Howling Fjord Chronicles, along with the complete quest storyline.
Vikstone's War Journal
“Me crew is gonna get the big’un all primed an’ready for ya, matey. She’s restin’ snuggly on the bow, o’er on the other side of the ship. Go’n man it and be ready to fire when Sorlof is in our sights!”
Ellis gestured toward the bow.
“Once we take that landlubber down, ye’ll have to recover the booty for us, seein’ as how we can’t leave the damned ship! Bring that booty back to me and ye’ll get your cut: the shield.”
That was the heart of it… the ghosts were bound. The curse of the Aesirites held them to the Sister Mercy, forced to sail these waters forever until their stolen treasure was reclaimed. Sorlof had killed them, taken what they’d taken, and now they couldn’t even touch the shore to get it back.
I manned the cannon at the bow. The mountain giant waited on his strand, huge even at this distance, hurling boulders at the ship as it passed. I aimed for center mass and fired.
The first shot staggered him and the second made him roar. The third brought him down, his enormous form crashing into the shallows.
I dove overboard before the ship could carry me past, swimming hard through the cold water. Sorlof’s booty lay scattered where he fell. The Shield of the Aesirites gleamed among the wreckage, and I secured it before the tide could claim anything else.
Back aboard the Sister Mercy, Ellis’s spectral grin was almost warm. “Smartly, me hearty! A deal’s a deal!”
He took the booty from my hands, and for a moment, the weight seemed to lift from his translucent shoulders.
Ellis handed over The Shield of the Aesirites as promised, which made four, and Orfus was waiting at the Ancient Lift for all of them.