The Wildlife Suffers Too

To the east of where we are, near where the Eastern Plaguelands begin, once proud and majestic grizzlies roamed the countryside. The plague released by the Scourge has sundered these beasts too. They wander the countryside, agonized by the stiffening of their muscles and the rotting of their fur and flesh.

I ask of you to end their misery as well. The only cure for their suffering is a swift death, one that must be ministered by your hand.

I hear your footsteps, <name>. My vision has faded from me, but I still am able to sense things around me. Have you ended the misery of the disease-ridden grizzlies?

"I know that the grizzles have been put down, their torment at an end. I... I have one more thing for you. I wrote it down on... on this branch, sensing that my time in this realm had come to an end.

Indeed... I am at that end. Thank you again friend... the creatures of this accursed land may rest... and now shall I."

With that, a heavy sigh is uttered by the druid, followed by what sounds like a death rattle. His body lies motionless on the cottage floor.