Ivanyr
Cut off from the power of the Nightwell and cast into the dark expanse of the Arcway, Ivanyr wandered aimlessly, slowly withering away, until he came upon a trove in the foundations beneath the great library of Suramar. He spends his days feverishly working to decipher the tomes there, feeding off the power of relics in the achives in order to sustain himself. But even as that magic sustains his body, his mind cracks and weakens.
Item Drops
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820
101
Feet (Leather)
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810
101
Shoulder (Cloth)
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810
101
Waist (Plate)
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820
101
Hands (Cloth)
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810
101
Wrists (Leather)
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820
101
Finger (Miscellaneous)
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820
101
Hands (Mail)
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820
101
Miscellaneous
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820
101
Chest (Plate)
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810
101
Feet (Mail)
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820
101
Trinket (Miscellaneous)