Miragul
A supremely powerful Erudite mage who broke from the rulers of Paineel to master all schools of magic including necromancy, ultimately transforming himself into a lich to cheat death.
Overview
Drawn from Miragul’s Earliest Journal — in-game book.EQ1Primary · mirrored · best available source
My Thoughts By Miragul (Keep Out)
I have left my home to begin my studies among the wizards. Though my mother wept to see me go, I cannot feel anything but joy at being gone. I was never meant to live their life. I have known since I was a very young Erudite that one day I would rank among the most powerful beings on Norrath, and today marks the beginning of my journey to that.
Today I began my studies. It is clear that there is a division here among those who are powerful, those who may be powerful one day, and those who will never truly be powerful. You can see the way they coddle those who show exceptional promise, and I am no exception. While all students received the same introductory materials, we were given the finest picks of the lots. I am glad they can see the truth of me. I’d have had no patience with this place if they had misjudged me. I will not waste my time doing the tasks of the lesser just to prove myself.
Most magi choose to focus in one school of magic. Were I to follow this traditional path, I would continue to study wizardry for the rest of my life, learning each and one of its subtle nuances to an exceptional degree. Only, it would be nothing but wasted time. Though I do find wizardry to be an exceptional discipline, I know I will only spend so long here before I seek out mastery of sorcery and enchantment as well. And then…? Well, maybe then I will seek out the whispered fourth art, the dark art: necromancy.
Incompetence! Foolishness! I was sent today to study among one of their lowliest magus. Certainly, he is regarded as a master, but among the other masters he is well known to be a buffoon who. He had me blasting dummies with bolts of electricity all day, though I told him I had long since learned the spell! He said, “Nonsense, you are still a student, and I am sure you have more to learn of this spell.” Any fool could see I didn’t need the practice. I was insulted once just by being assigned to him, but the day’s events are a second insult. I won’t take such a slight again.
Official Lore
13Collected official lore pieces, from in-game and out.
On the Origins of the Phylactery
On the Origins of the Phylactery Miragul When it occurred to me to preserve my greatness in the most logical way possible, to join the powerful undead and assume the aspect of a lich, I knew that I needed to find a manifestation of my soul unlike any other. I was not content to keep it in a stone, or an urn, not anything else so trite as all that.
Read the full sourceHouse of Thule Preview – Miragul’s Nightmare
There are lots of great new zones and features coming with the House of Thule expansion! Here's a sneak peek at one of the zones. Miragul's Nightmare In this zone, adventurers level 85+ will explore the dreaming mind of a madman. Miragul, having made the choice to become a lich, is locked within his phylactery. The dream keeps the waking horror at bay.
Read the full sourceMiragul's Journal -- Page 191
Miragul's Journal -- Page 191 My most recent foray into the magical coffers of Odus has been fruitful. The ancient research suggests it would be possible to reanimate a living servant using body parts of the fallen. Not a spirit, or zombie, but something else entirely.
Read the full sourceMiragul's Journal -- Page 193
Miragul's Journal -- Page 193 The new golem is complete and more successful than I could have imagined. My creation is sturdier than a simple animated skeleton, possesses immense strength, and will survive for centuries provided it is preserved in a frigid environment. He is truly the perfect servant.
Read the full sourceMiragul's Journal -- Page 176
Miragul's Journal -- Page 176 I have succeeded in constructing golems out of pure ice and magic, but the project appears to have been an complete waste of time and resources. Golems from this initial batch have proven to be unwieldy, impractical, and difficult to control. For my needs, these constructs are worthless.
Read the full sourceMiragul's Journal -- Page 790
Miragul's Journal -- Page 790 Time has always been on my side. My magic has held death at bay for countless centuries so that I might further my studies. Recently, I have been unable to ignore the signs of my physical end. Death draws ever nearer.
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Miragul's Journal -- Page 203
Miragul's Journal -- Page 203 It was a simple matter, really, to fashion the ice in such a way as to lure wild animals in the menagerie. I'm not sure why I never thought of it before. The shards are designed to reflect light and as wind passes across the ice it will generate a dissonant howl.
Read the full sourceMiragul's Journal -- Page 812
Miragul's Journal -- Page 812 Everything has been arranged. The missing pieces of information required for the ritual were obtained from fledgling students in Paineel. They traded me the knowledge for nearly nothing, having no concept of its value. No matter. By sunrise the specter of mortality will trouble me no more.
Read the full sourceLRAbook1
I have studied the works of Miragul and have seen the flaws with the process he used to reach immortality. I do not wish to be bound to a single container. I wish to be a free spirit, able to keep my memories and will. I believe I have found the key to doing what I desire in the ancient Combine texts I have discovered recently. I will use the same process
Read the full sourceTrelsa McKindle / Synarcana
You say, ‘Hail, Trelsa McKindle’ Trelsa McKindle says ‘Ever since I took me first steps in that icy kingdom, I thought I was seein’ things, aye. Never in all me life have I crossed wit’ such a motley bunch o’ creatures. It was almost enough to warp me mind.
Read the full sourceAdventurer's Diary
Adventurer's Diary We encountered a gargantuan beast formed of mismatched bones and decaying flesh. Nature would not stand for such an abomination and as one of Tunare's chosen, neither will I. Goddess forgive me. The beast lives to see another day, though. We were incapable of defeating it.
Read the full sourceAdventurer's Diary
Adventurer's Diary Our raiding party was sidetracked when we located a crack in the ice large enough for us to squeeze through. I could not resist at least a peek. Luam pleaded for us to turn back but I assuaged her fears and continued on with the rest of the party in tow. Little did I know what we were getting ourselves into.
Read the full sourceA Tattered Note
A Tattered Note There are tremendous forces of magic at work here. The portals to the Planes of Power open and close with no rhyme or reason. Strange beasts from other planes stalk the halls. Animated servants mill about with no apparent purpose while others perform pointless tasks.
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1Lore that mentions this in passing.
Community articles
12Fan-written encyclopedia entries — useful overviews, lower authority than the primary sources above.