Quest:The Untended Wood

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The Untended Wood
Level 85
Type Solo
Starts with Tithenolf
Starts at Stonecliff
Start Region Wildermore
Map Ref [30.2S, 70.9W]
Ends with Tithenolf
Ends at Stonecliff
End Region Wildermore
Map Ref [30.2S, 70.9W]
Quest Chain Wildermore: Balewood
Quest Text

Bestowal dialogue

'The forest... is not itself, friend. When Barallas and I awoke from our sleep, we did so in darkness. And... we awoke into violence. Hoom. Such happenings are troubling, and I fear that Finglas cannot wake to aid us, for he had been becoming more and more tree-ish, so to speak, before our sleeping.

'The Wood-trolls harry us wherever our limbs carry us in this gloom and the Huorns... they are unruly without Finglas's tending. They may be beyond saving, though I do not wish to believe it so...

'Hoom. The Wood-trolls must have been affected by Núrzum's passing. I can only wonder what wounds he inflicted upon them to make them far more hostile than they already had been to my kind.'

Tithenolf heaves a heavy sigh.

'Seek out the Wood-trolls, and for the good of this forest, please return them to the earth. However, I would ask that you examine their remains and perhaps then we can discover what has driven them to madness.'

Background

Tithenolf wants you to discover what is causing the Wood-trolls and Huorns of the Balewood to become so aggressive.

Objective 1

Wood-trolls and Huorns can be found to the south, east, and west of Stonecliff.

Tithenolf wants you to defeat corrupted Wood-trolls and Huorns of the Balewood and examine their remains in hopes of understanding what has driven them to such aggression.

Examined the remains of Wood-trolls (8/8)

Objective 2

Tithenolf can be found in northern Balewood at Stonecliff near the path to the Limlight Gorge.

You should return to Tithenolf with news of the unnatural chill surrounding the Wood-trolls and Huorns of the Balewood.

Tithenolf: 'You ask if this is the work of the cold? Hom. I have seen many a winter, little one, and this is not the craft of merely a chill in the forest.'