One Good Turn Deserves Another

Itharius did not lie. The instrument you seek is lost. Do not panic, mortal. I know where you can find it, but I am not as altruistic as you had hoped for. The information shall be yours, if you are willing to serve me.

When the pathetic Hazzuli dared to question my irrefutable right to rule over them, there was one worm of a troll instrumental in their conquest against me. Self proclaimed High Speaker Jam?wahli; his words infested the minds of my minions and rallied them against me. Now the rat has fled Lapidis Isle and hides in the temple city of Zul?Gurub, bowing before another god like the dog that he is. Bring me his tusks and I shall tell you where to find the flute.

The fool shall bleed for his arrogance. I want you to make sure of that.

<Laughter echoes through the cave. Like a hyena, Insom?ni cackles at the sight of Jam?wahli?s tusks in an unnatural manner.>

What goes around comes around, Jam?wahli. You thought your life would be spared under the false protection of your Blood God, but you miscalculated. Nothing compares to my unrivaled cunning, traitor. This is what awaits all who dare defy my absolute rule.