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“Bouldercrag’s got a good plan to stymie the efforts of the iron dwarves at Narvir’s Cradle, and I’ve got an idea of my own. Work on the iron colossus will come to a halt without any artisans. Narvir’s Cradle is on the south side of the hill sheltering Bouldercrag’s Refuge.
Go there and slay any stormforged artificers in your path. They may be no different from what we once were, but they build a weapon that threatens us all.”
-Bruor Ironbane
Kill 10 Stormforged Artificers and return to Bruor Ironbane at Bouldercrag’s Refuge.
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Quest Giver: Bruor Ironbane — Bouldercrag’s Refuge, Storm Peaks [31, 38]
Objective: Kill 10 Stormforged Artificers at Narvir’s Cradle.
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Bruor acknowledges the moral cost of what he’s asking: “They may be no different from what we once were, but they build a weapon that threatens us all.” The Stormforged Artificers are corrupted versions of what the earthen themselves used to be.
Bruor is essentially ordering you to kill his own kin, craftsmen like he once was before Loken’s betrayal turned him from builder to soldier.
His completion text deepens this: “There were days when I could never ask someone to do what you did, but my experience with the iron dwarves has extinguished those feelings.”
War has hardened Bruor. Compare this to his introduction in Facing the Storm, where he described himself as a former craftsman who “turned my hammer toward our new foes.” That transformation is now complete.
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Vikstone's War Journal“Bouldercrag’s got a good plan to stymie the efforts of the iron dwarves at Narvir’s Cradle, and I’ve got an idea of my own,” Bruor said.
His own. Bouldercrag wanted the forges broken. Bruor had gone away and thought about it separately and arrived somewhere else.
“Work on the iron colossus will come to a halt without any artisans. Narvir’s Cradle is on the south side of the hill sheltering Bouldercrag’s Refuge. Go there and slay any stormforged artificers in your path.”
Then, without looking away while he said it: “They may be no different from what we once were, but they build a weapon that threatens us all.”
I did it on the same trip as the bombs.
Bruor was waiting for me when I came back up the hill.
“There were days when I could never ask someone to do what you did, but my experience with the iron dwarves has extinguished those feelings. We have bought time against the enemy’s advance.”
There were days when I could never ask.
Three weeks ago a god went down on one knee in a crater of his own making and told the son of the man he had killed that grief had led him to do great harm to those closest to him. He regretted it out loud, in front of witnesses.
Bruor Ironbane has stood on the same ground and reached the opposite conclusion.
The colossus kept growing anyway, because nobody on the earthen side actually knew what it could do, which made the next job reconnaissance rather than sabotage against A Colossal Threat.
