Ugh. I'm so tired of staring at the ground whenever I decide to go somewhere.

It's the Rockblade Zanthays, Player. They hunt just below the sand, and pounce up when they sense nearby movement. The only tell-tale sign is the shifting sands above them, but it's not a tell we can ignore. Just yesterday I saw one of yours dragged under the sands in the jaws of a Zanthay. I can still hear her screams...

You couldn't kill them, could you? We can't afford to lose any of our guards, and the Zanthay issue is distracting everyone from their actual jobs.

Player: Accept.

I saw another almost get snapped up as you were out there fighting, Player.

Please, tell me they've been killed.

Player: "They're dead, Rakya."

Oh thank the good lady!

I'll let the others know. Finally, after all those months, we can finally walk easy. And all thanks to you.