Elixir of Agony

Another day, another elixir to be made. If it were up to me, I'd just let the pathetic humans and Scourge fight it out. They seem bent on killing each other as is. Alas, our Dark Lady wants to help speed up the process a tad so why not pass these morbid days by spreading a little death and disease across the land? Here's the plan, <name>: you go out to Nethander Stead, south of Tarren Mill and east of the river and Southshore. Collect for me 6 Mudsnout Blossoms from the field for my next elixir.

Ah, the horrible reek of Mudsnout Blossoms. At least those filthy Gnolls are good for something.

Just when I thought another day was going to pass devoid of any joy, you brought me those marvelous Mudsnout Blossoms. First I will mix them down into a fine composite. We'll then need Master Apothecary Faranell in the Undercity to apply his colloid of decay to it and then we'll be ready for some good fun indeed! Here, take this Mudsnout Composite and run it off to Master Faranell at once, <name>.

Apothecary Lydon sent you? Ah, why didn't you say so! Despite his gloomy disposition, Apothecary Lydon is one of our most dedicated and skilled members. The good chap sends Mudsnout Composite! I know what our friend in Hillsbrad is up to now. And I like the way he thinks. The Dark Lady would be most impressed with the progress he is making toward the new plague.

A mudsnout composite? Absolutely brilliant! Why didn't I think of that? Let me contribute my colloid of decay to this devilish brew. In order to activate the contaminating agents in this mudsnout mixture, Lydon is going to need a strong troll's blood elixir, as well as some daggerspine scales and torn fin eyes from the southern coast of Hillsbrad. He'll know what to do once you've gathered him all the reagents. And my, how anxious I am to hear how his experiment goes!

The excitement of this experiment has me feeling giddy! You have been such a great help, <name>. Together we will spread death and disease to this land!

This new elixir is finally ready to be tested. But why let a perfectly good, highly contagious plague go to waste on a mere frog or dog? Let's have us some true fun in the name of Lady Sylvanas. Head down to Dun Garok. You know the barracks where those filthy little dwarves skitter about. Steal me a keg of their Shindigger Stout. Once I have that keg, you and I will have quite the party, <name>.

Finally! Now we are ready for action!

Next door the Deathguards are holding a few captured farmers hostage. High Executor Darthalia suspected one of the military strategists from Stormwind to be hiding out amongst them. Apparently the military chap was found dead in the Plaguelands last night. Darthalia, always looking out for me, decided the prisoners would be left to my disposal. I think it's time we threw those farmers a party. Sounds like a grand ol' time! Place this tainted keg on the rug in their room. Plagued brew for all!

You rest the tainted keg on the dusty rug.