Tarjin the Blind

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NeutralTarjin the Blind
Image of Tarjin the Blind
Gender Male
Race Djaradin (Humanoid)
Level 70 Elite
Reaction Alliance Horde
Location Outcast's Alcove, Waking Shores[16.2, 62.7]
Status Alive
Companion(s) Drock & Molgar (servants)

Tarjin the Blind is a djaradin located at the Outcast's Alcove in the Waking Shores.

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Quotes

On approach
What weakling dares intrude on a lair of a mighty djaradin? Speak up!
Initial gossip
Another weak outsider wishes to hear tales of the mighty djaradin, masters of magma, slayers of dragons, conquerors of this land?
I am not surprised.
Everything must be earned. Prove yourself worthy of my time.
Final gossip
Have you already forgotten the tales I have told you?
Pathetic.
I will tolerate repeating them only so that you weak outsiders may learn to fear the mighty djaradin, and train tirelessly to one day be worthy rivals.
Speak. What tale have you forgotten?
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Gossip How did you lose your eyesight?

I lost my eyesight as any djaradin would wish to... in battle with a massive dragon!
I hid on a mountaintop for three weeks without moving, waiting for the perfect moment to strike!
Finally, I stuck, jumping on the back of a powerful dragon named Fenistrasza flying by.
We wrestled as we plummeted through the sky, hundreds of feet, until we slammed into the heart of a volcano!
Fenistrasza had gouged out my eyes with her talons during the fall, but I had only begun to fight!
I ripped the lava and earth swirling around us upward, wrapping around the dragon's entire body.
Sightless, but filled with fury, I forced the dragon downward into the volcano's throat, burning it alive as we were both enveloped in lava.
I held Fenistrasza in that volcano for three days straight, until I emerged with nothing but her skull.
Lava still pours out of her skull's eye sockets to this day.
Do you doubt me? It rests there on the shelf beside me. See for yourself what happens to those who oppose a djaradin.

Gossip Why aren't you with the other djaradin?

And why should I be with the other djaradin? Do not presume to know of our ways, outsider.
After I was blinded in battle with Fenistrasza, I was no longer welcome on the Qalashi dragonhunting parties.
And they were right. I could not keep up with the other dragonhunters. I was a liability.
So I passed my days in camp, as a laborer.
But my strength never waned! I continued down a different path to glory.
I mastered control of earth and fire, bending magma and stubborn fire elementals to my will.
While slumbering deep in the ground with the other djaradin, my command over earth only grew stronger!
When the djaradin awoke, I had no interest in returning to manual labor in our camp.
Here, I can focus on strengthening my command over earth and fire, without distraction.
Usually. Now leave me alone.

Gossip Tale of the Outsider

Long ago, far before my time, legends tell of an outsider ship landing on the shores of the Dragon Isles.
A warband of half-giants, led by their king, carved their way through the land.
The djaradin had not yet united under the Qalashi banner, and several tribes fell to the fearsome half-giants.
But, like all who face djaradin on the battlefield, they eventually fell.
In the end, their king stood alone in the battlefield against armies from all of the djaradin tribes.
A whirlwind of violence and stubborness, he refused to fall. For eight days and nights, he fought without rest and without fail.
He had earned his place among the djaradin, and joined the Qalashi tribe as a dragonhunter!
He fought alongside the Qalashi for years, slaying countless dragons as he proved his worth a hundredfold.
Until the day he finally fell in battle with a powerful dragon a hundred times his size.
He arrived an outsider, but he died a djaradin.

Gossip Tale of the Elders

Outsiders have often asked where the djaradin learned to command earth and fire.
Ignorant fools. The djaradin command the earth and fire, because we ARE the earth and fire!
It is said that the djaradin were the first earth giants to walk the surface of Azeroth.
Shaping earth and mountains, they formed this land with their fists.
According to legend, four elders of those ancient djaradin joined their powers together to burrow deep inside the earth.
The legends do not agree what happened down there, but they all end the same way.
The elders emerged, touched by the fires of the world to be true djaradin, commanding full control over fire and earth!
In turn, the elders empowered all djaradin into the mighty giants you see today!

Gossip Tale of the Warlord

It is said that the ancient djaradin tribes were disorganized. Rival warlords battling each other for supremacy.
Until one warlord, of the Qalashi tribe, saw a more worthy path for her people.
She ordered her tribe to leave the djaradin battlefields, and focus their skills only on hunting the powerful dragons nearby.
The other tribes preyed on the weak around them: the tuskarr, gnolls, underdwellers. And in time, they grew weak as well.
But the Qalashi grew strong from fighting only the most worthy foes in the Isles.
In time, the warlord easily conquered the lazy tribes, uniting their strongest under the Qalashi banner.
Focused and forged in battle, the newly emboldened Qalashi led a legendary rampage against the dragons!
Never before or since have the djaradin slaughtered so many dragons in a single day.
Some djaradin have forgotten the warlord's timeless truth: What you fight, you become.
This is why true Qalashi seek out strong opponents. And why weaklings such as you are not worth fighting.

Gossip Tale of the Slumbering

Are you sure you wish to hear this tale? It may make you rethink your friendship with the dragons...
It is said that the four djaradin elders' mastery over earth and fire caught the dragons off-guard in those first battles.
Dragon after dragon fell, until Neltharion emerged from the Obsidian Citadel with his armies to halt their advance.
The elders were hopelessly outnumbered, but the dragons were hopelessly outmatched.
As the elders battled all challengers with honor, the so-called "Earth-Warder" revealed his cowardice.
Through honorless guile and trickery, the elders fell that day.
But not before they had secured permanent footholds for the djaradin in the surface of these lands. Footholds we still hold to this day!
Some say that the elders did not die that day, but retreated deep into the earth, where they slumber and recover their strength.
I do not know if I believe that, but I hope it's true. You and your dragon friends would be doomed.

Gossip The Magma Pact

Even the legendary Qalashi warlord who united the tribes never matched the raw power of the four elders.
As the years passed, again and again the warlord lost ground to the dragons.
Our people pushed farther back into their mountain footholds, practically underground!
It is said that after her defeat at Scalebreaker Keep, she withdrew deep into the earth to ask the elders to lend her their strength.
But upon her journey, a massive being of elemental magic approached her. An Incarnate of the earth itself.
This Incarnate, Iridikron, asked the warlord what she would be willing to do to end the reign of the Aspects.
The warlord answered as any djaradin would: We would do anything.
Iridikron offered not power, but allies. An alliance of the Primalists and djaradin against the dragonflights.
The warlord agreed. Some djaradin objected, but most saw the truth.
In this would, only the strong survive. And the djaradin must survive.
And I say, if there are to be dragons flying overhead, let it be the ones infused with the same earth and fire that burns within us.
Then, after the dragonflights are no more, these 'allies' will merely be the last foes left for us to hunt.

Gossip Tale of the Weakling

Now this is my favorite tale that the djaradin tell.
Long ago, there was a weak <player character's race> who believed themselves equal with a powerful djaradin.
The weakling asked many questions and didn't always listen to the answers.
The powerful djaradin commanded the elements of the earth to consume the weakling and bury them deep in the ground.
The weakling begged for their life, promising to tell the many stories of the great and powerful djaradin they had heard to all who would listen.
The powerful djaradin spared the weakling's life, and the weakling spent the rest of their days telling everyone of the mighty djaradin of the Dragons Isles!
And I can assure you that this one is a very true story.
Tarjin knocks the player away from the platform.

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