Few Silverrr Mane Mau...remain to hunt.

Most are injurrred...and the Mist Manes...still chase us.

Rrrecovery...is slow, but...we are mending.

Player: "How can I help?"

There is a rrremedy...handed down...by the elderrrs for generations.

Others die...when eating Sheluk Poison. The Silverrr Mane...are made of strrronger stuff.

It...is our way. Would you...bring the Sheluk Poison to us?

Player: Accept.

Head down...the path and...you will see Starved Sheluks and Ruthless Sheluks.

Kill themmmm...and bring the Sheluk Poison back.

I willlll...start the rrremedy...while you hunt.

Player: "I'm on my way."

These herrrrbs...are nearly...as poisonous as the Sheluk.

Combinnnned with Sheluk Poison...we make the old magic.

How was...your hunting?

Player: "It was a good day."

Perrrrhaps...success is measured...differently in your tribe, Player.

Without Sheluk Poisonnnn...there will be no rrremedy.

Our warrrrriors...depend on your strrrength!

Player: "I'll return with what you need."

Yes...a good day indeed.

Afterrrr the pain...we will stand strrrong...and proud against the Mist Manes.

I am sorrrrry...you cannot share in the rrremedy. Please...accept this instead.