|Affiliation(s)||Order of the Broken Temple|
|Occupation||Champion of the Broken Temple|
|Location||Aegira's Meadery, Stormheim; Wandering Isle|
|Companion(s)||Melba (former master)|
In her youth, Aegira had a master named Melba. She taught her the ways of the brewmaster. About two years ago, Melba was murdered by Morjirn for her Storm Brew recipe, leaving Aegira alone. When the Grandmaster approached her for the recipe, she teamed up with them order to regain it and avenge her master. After recovery the recipe, Aegira sends the leader to gather the ingredients required to make the brew: , Amaranthine Hops, and a special cauldron in the Halls of Valor. Grateful for their assistance, Aegira joins the monk order hall on the Wandering Isle.
When the Burning Legion attacked the Wandering Isle, Aegira along with Chen Stormstout prepared for their leader which helped them defeat Lady Keletress. After the battle, Aegira became a champion of the Order of the Broken Temple.
- Come, monk. Walk with me.
- Filthy dogs... the Tideskorn were always merciless thieves and murderers.
- Hmmm. Good flavor, but it's as weak as rainwater.
- I hope Melba is looking upon me now. How long have I waited for vengeance!
- Melba's Storm Brew was the rarest and most desired of her recipes. It was even said that the thunder god Odyn served this brew in his hall of champions.
- Morjirn has the recipe now, but he lacks skill. What you drank at the Gates of Valor was pure sludge. It holds only a fraction of Storm Brew's TRUE power.
- Morjirn, head brewer of a nearby clan, harbored jealousy of my master's skill. He sent a band of raiders to kill her, and steal the recipe.
- My master's recipes were famous for their taste and potency. We used to ship barrels every day. Goldenapple, sweet and crisp. Black Brew, dark and bitter. Woodheart, oaken and bright.
- My master, Melba, taught me everything she knew, including the fighting techniques of ancient vrykul brewer-kings and queens.
- This is right place. We will find the stolen recipe here.
- Ugh, mother of Odyn! That tasted worse than runehorn curd!
- Yes, now that's strong! But my master's was still better.
- You're about two years too late, my friend. Melba is dead.
- We have been through quite a lot together, <name>. Without your help, I could not have avenged my master, nor found the courage to make her legendary brew. Thanks to you, we should have plenty of Storm Brew to supply the entire temple. Speaking of which, I feel there are many similarities between your fighting style and mine. Would you accept me as the newest member of your order?
- What journey brings you here?
- What can I do for you?
- What's brewing?
- What do you want?
- I don't like interruptions.
- How many cups did you have?
- Tread carefully...
- Do you wish for death?
- I'm cutting you off!
- That's it! Last call!
- Pleasant journeys.
- Keep your sword close, and your brew closer.
- Patch 7.0.3 (2016-07-19): Added.