Tartaric Depths

Synopsis

The recently released monsters from Tartaric Depths need to be stopped. Of the four bosses you encounter only one is from The Red Dragonflight that this prison was intended to hold. Everything else appears to be prisoners for Aia and you get a nice narrative from the new prophecy speaker, Carlii.

Instance Text

Tartaric Depths Start
Welcome to the Tartaric Depths, Mortal destroyers of Fate, the deepest prison in all of Flame.
Here the Alaviax have sealed away our worst enemies throughout the ages.
Until you unsealed it, when you sundered Mount Pyre and released the Red Flight.
We've had a complicated relationship over the years, clashing over the rulership of Flame.
With the goddess returning, we must end that division. There is no room for dissension. Not from you mortals, not from unruly dragons.

Beligosh: Usurpers! Fiends! I am the heir to the Flame!
Beligosh: I ruled over the condemned in Maelforge's stead!

Warden: Bind him with the elementals! Bring him to the ground!
Beligosh: Fools! you cannot diminish me here in these depths. My rges shines like the sun!
Beligosh: Your elemental's power cannot restrain me, how can your wayward goddess?
Beligosh: Who is this? Mortal souls? Worse than the devils that bound me.
Beligosh: I will raze their kingdom, I will reave your world.

Beligosh Combat Start
Beligosh: I am the superior being! You are all beneath me, burning.
Beligosh: Feel the wrath of Beligosh!
Beligosh: Soon you will know the joys of immolation!

Beligosh Combat End
Beligosh: Impossible! Did I withstand an eternity of imprisonment only to die upon my escape?

The regent of the burning lands, will turn from the path of immortal glory, and fall to mortal hatred at the base of Caer Lacus - Revelations of Carlliazidajjala 2:3
Since we parted ways after our little adventure together, things have changed for me, Mortal.
I have been granted the sight. I see the plans and contingencies of the Goddess.
She is aware of you, and your insane desire to persist against all odds.

Tarjulia Combat Start
Tarjulia: It has been too easy to draw these devils into my web.
Tarjulia: No! That fire was meant for you! Not my hatchlings! They sustain me!
Tarjulia: Mortal wretches! My children sustained me, and you smote them with my own fire!
Tarjulia: How? You were fated to burn! My hatchlings were fated to heal me!
Tarjulia: Noooo! My spawn burns! How could you? How could you?

Tarjulia Combat End
Tarjulia: No! I did not foresee this! Another Fate destroyed by mortal heroes...

And the eyes that have seen the tapestry of Fate shall be put out, and all shall burn together. - Revelations of Carlliazidajjala 2:7
Tarjulia was the weaver of Aia's tapestry. When the Alaviax fell, she persecuted us.
Then when the Goddess was cast out, Tarjulia usurped her role. Weaving destiny on her own.
When she sought to trap your kind in her strands of punishment, the gods cast her into this pit.
She didn't like you more than I do. but Aia's return will be a revolution. we must be ideologically pure.

Council Combat Start
Count Pluezhal: Look, Sister, it's those mortals that that would interfere with carli's plan to raise a dead god are here.
Count Pluezhal: I could tell them more if they were to release me from my binding first.
Contessa Danazhal: Don't listen to him, even he doesn't know if what he says is lies or the truth.
Contessa Danazhal: You can only release one of us at a time. Choose me and together we'll cause chaos across Creation.
Marchioness Boldoch: No! By Maelforge's whipping boy Yuthradge you will not leave me here to rot!
Marchioness Boldoch: Let's just project our spirits, kill them with our magic, and dance in their cadavers like they were party gowns.
Contessa Danazhal: Your plan for killing these mortals is quite ingenious brother.
Count Pleuzhal: It is, bay far, my finest work.
Count Pluezhal: I shall bear you false witness!
Marchioness Boldoch: Liar! This was my idea! I get the glory!
Contessa Danazhal: Unless they come to their senses and relase me. Then this pain will stop.
Contessa Danazhal: Embrace the chaos of your destruction!
Marchioness Boldoch: Ha! We are like gods! Fafely ensconced in our protective circles.
Count Pluezhal: You must choose, one of you has the power to release one of us!
Contessa Danazhal: Did you release me? Wonderful! I shall escape after I fest on your souls!
Contessa Danazhal: Let chaos and disorder reign!
The Flamescape begins.
Contessa Danazhal: Destruction? No! That's my job...
Marchioness Boldoch: You chose me! Bow down mortals, for your service, I bring you PAIN!
Marchioness Boldoch: Gargleblarrrgnggrnarrdblechmak....
Count Pluezhal: I shall bear you false witness!
Count Pluezhal: You actually chose to release me? Turns out I lied, my freedom means your destruction!
Count Pluezhal: My lies are a prison you will never escape!
Count Pluezhal: Death? NO! Was it because I led you astray?

Council Combat End
And the three fallen messengers did deny Aia. Their sins turned inward, and the Alaviax were cauterized. - Revelations of Carlliazidajjala 5:17
Turn back Mortal. There are no allies to be found here in this layer of fire.
Aia has a plan for us all. A prophesied outcome.

Malannon Combat Start
C'zyth! God of the Enigma!
Once you presided over the mysteries of your universe!
For the alien Tenebrean invaders; destruction.
For the Alaviax and any other immortals that help to enact her will, glory.
Enslaved and imprisoned you were taken to our Creation by the alien Tenebreans!
For you mortals... You shouldn't have broken all her favorite prophecies.
Murdered by the mortal Ascended, your essences has lingered!
But even she can't do it alone. And now she won't have to.
Aia has no wish to see you suffer any longer! Take new form and ARISE!
Sieze the mantle of the Blood Storm! Take these unruly dragons as a sacrifice!
Bring forth your Avatar!
Or Demiurge is eternal.
Scaled masters of chaos, sacrifice yourself upon my altar!
Know the word of an angry god!
My dominion over dragons gives me life!
Let chaos reign!

Malannon Combat End
You have banished me back into the darkness!

And as the new Pantheon of Outcasts arose, the apostates of Telara appeared in the prison of the Alaviax to demand a divine sacrifice.
As the avatar Malannon bleeds in the depths, the god of the Enigma falls into the darkness to join with Aia. - Revelations of Carlliazidajjala 5:23
You are determined to drag out your existence, aren't you?
How selfish. How sad.
The Tenebreans mean to destroy us all.
Aia has the only plan to save Creation.
Your insignificant lives are all that stand in the way.
There are more gods out there, more immortals whose lives are worth more.
You can't stop us all.