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“This is it then. I’ll take care of your bear now, you won’t be needing her. The great Drakkensryd will be your next challenge. Say goodbye to your friends and leave your affairs in order, for you will return victorious… or you won’t return at all.”
-Astrid Bjornrittar
Speak to Lok’lira the Crone in Brunnhildar Village.
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Quest Giver: Astrid Bjornrittar — Brunnhildar Village, Storm Peaks [49, 71]
Objective: Speak to Lok’lira the Crone in Brunnhildar Village.
Quick Facts
Walkthrough
Lore Context
The bear-riding trials are complete, and Lok’lira is taking over as your handler for the final stage of the Hyldsmeet: the Drakkensryd, an aerial proto-drake combat event held at the Temple of Storms.
Lok’lira’s reaction on turn-in is telling: “You’ve really made it this far. Never would I have thought you’d progress so quickly among the hyldnir.”
Knowing she’s actually Loken in disguise, this reads as genuine surprise that a mortal outsider has managed to advance so far through the competition. Loken’s plan to lure Thorim away from the Temple of Storms is nearly ready.
Easter Eggs
Explore the Storm Peaks’ hidden easter eggs, lore mysteries, and connections across Warcraft history in Vikstone’s Storm Peaks Chronicles, along with the complete quest storyline.
Vikstone's War Journal“This is it then,” Astrid said. She had a hand out for the reins before I was off the bear. “I’ll take care of your bear now, you won’t be needing her.”
I handed them over.
The matriarch went with her without protest and looked back at me twice on the way.
“The great Drakkensryd will be your next challenge,” Astrid said. “Say goodbye to your friends and leave your affairs in order, for you will return victorious… or you won’t return at all.”
Say goodbye to your friends. I counted them. A bear being led away up the terrace, and a crone who had not told me one true thing about herself since the mine.
Lok’lira was waiting at the village center.
“You’ve really made it this far,” she said. “Never would I have thought you’d progress so quickly among the hyldnir.”
She had built the road.
Lok’lira had gotten what she wanted out of the Hyldsmeet and still had one thing left to hand over before the Drakkensryd, which she called Lok’lira’s Parting Gift.
