Wolves at Our Heels

Sven and I have dangerous days ahead of us, what with the Necromancer to the east and all. And out here alone as we are, we have to hunt for our own food. It seems every time I'm heading back to camp with some meat on me, starving or rabid dire wolves come out of the forest wanting a bite. It goes without saying, living out here is dangerous work!

But if you can rid us of some of those wolves, we'd have an easier time of it. They mostly prowl north and east of here, near the river.

You still hunting wolves...?

Oh good. You thinned out that pack quite a bit, and without those wolves nipping out our heels, we can bind our minds to dealing with Morbent Fel.

Here, take some of these Flash Bundles. They make them in town, and a lot have been donated to Sven to help with his cause.