Quest:Cleansing the Wold of Warg-packs

Cleansing the Wold of Warg-packs
Level	77
Type	Solo
Starts with	Wold Warg
Starts at	The Howling Wood
Start Region	The Wold
Map Ref	[44.7S, 46.8W]
Ends with	Radwig
Ends at	Mead Hall of Floodwend
End Region	The Wold
Quest Group	The Wold
Quest Chain	Floodwend

Quest Chain

[77] The Many Opinions of Floodwend [77] A Worksite Overrun [77] Matron of the Howling Wood - Landscape [77] Trophies of the Hunters - Landscape [77] Cleansing the Wold of Warg-packs - Landscape [77] Warband: Bughrakh - Landscape - Repeatable [77] Machines of War [77] Orchestrating the Siege [77] War-mongering Slaves - Landscape [77] Stealing from the Enemy - Landscape [77] Leading Floodwend's Demise [77] Plans of the Assault [77] Report to North-torr - vector to North-torr After visiting the North-torr: [77] Floodwend Besieged [77] Instance: Floodwend Besieged [77] To East Wall - vector to East Wall [77] To Elthengels - vector to Elthengels

Walkthrough & Notes
(walkthrough and notes pending)

Rewards
34  30   Increased Reputation with Men of the Wold ( 500 ) Legendary Item Experience ( 9,277 ) Steed Experience ( 16,309 ) 3 Silver Token of the Riddermark

Quest Text

Bestowal dialogue Wargs roam freely about the Howling Wood near Floodwend, forcing the Rohirrim to abandon a valuable worksite. The Wargs must be driven out. Background Wargs roam freely about the Howling Wood near Floodwend, forcing the Rohirrim to abandon a valuable worksite. The Wargs must be driven out. Objective 1 Defeat Wargs in The Howling Wood (0/8) Wargs can be found at the abandoned worksite east of Floodwend. You should defeat many Wargs in the forest to the east. Objective 2 Tell Thane Radwig of your victory against the Wargs The young Thane Radwig can be found in the Mead Hall of Floodwend. You should return to the Thane. Radwig: 'I asked you to tell me stories of your battle against the Wargs in our forest, and you did not disappoint me! I long to wet my own blade with the blood of foes. 'I am my father's son. I was not made to sit in stuffy halls and let my sword-arm grow weak with disuse.'