Protecting one's mind against the old gods requires an object of pure corruption. Unbeknownst to many, one such object exists--dormant beneath the molten pits of Blackwing Descent.
Until recently, one of my agents stood watch over the area, keeping detailed records of suspicious activities. Unfortunately, this agent has gone silent. It is now clear we are not the only ones with this knowledge.
If we are to find answers, there is one place to look.
Our journey continues, <name>. Blackrock awaits.