No living Man, Elf, hobbit, or dwarf will want to set foot in Skûmfil, greave of the Orcs, feeding and breeding ground of vile kergrim and slavering gredbyg. There, the Orcs pole their dead, and there, disgusting creatures feast on rotten waste.
Hwandrin and her brood ever belch unwholesome filth upon the corpse-ridden halls of Skûmfil, south-east of the Twenty-first Hall.
Sigurd has challenged you to defeat Hwandrin in Skûmfil as proof of your worht as a warrior. Her threat is great, yet few are wilful enough to withstand the menace of such an old an malevolent being.