Times...are harrrrrd...for the Red Mane Tribe. Yes!

The Balaurrrrr...are bad ennnough.

But nnnnnow...the Ice Petrahulks are grrrrowing violent.

Player: "Just recently?"

Yesssss...they were onnnnce...peaceable.

We don't know whyyyyy...they started attacking us. And they don't...rrrrrespond...to our entrrrreaties.

They arrrrre...slaughtering our villagers. Khhhhhhhhhh!

Player: "Can I aid you?"

Yessss...kill the Ice Petrahulks for ussss. Ha!

But donnnn't just rrrrush at them with your [%userclass] skills, Darkwing.

Ask Delris...how to defeat them. Kill...their leaderrrrr, Glaciont the Hardy, and find out...what turrrrrned them so violent.

Player: "The task is mine!"

Aha, a Daeva! It's nice to see a familiar face.

I'm here to cooperate with the Mau, but the language barrier--and their tribal culture--makes it hard. I should have studied their language more closely back in Altgard.

But enough of my problems. Why did you come to me?

Player: "Tell me about Ice Petrahulks..."

Yes, Ice Petrahulks infest the landscape around here.

Akagitan said they weren't always so violent? Interesting...

The Ice Petrahulks have been a menace as long as I've been here. I don't know how to calm them down...but I can definitely show you how to kill them.

Player: "I'm ready to learn."

It's easy: just explode this Flame Bomb and a sea of flame will cover everything nearby.

It'll melt an Ice Petrahulk in two shakes of a Shugo's tail...I think. Still needs testing.

Pick the spot for the explosion carefully--you'll get only one chance.

Player: "One shot. Got it."

Ssssso...the Ice Petrahulks...ffffface extinction because of you Asmodians. As you...rrrrrevive Kurngalfberg, the Ice Petrahulks sssstruggle to survive.

I mmmmmust...contemplate...what this means.

But thanksssss...to you, Player....nnnno more Red Mane Mau will be ssssacrificed to Glaciont.