A Husband's Last Battle

My husband traveled Felwood for the honor of our clan, doing battle against the Shadow Council and other corrupt atrocities!

After he escaped death numerous times, I received a letter from him saying that a druid asked him for help against a great befouled furbolg named Overlord Ror--the two were never heard from again.

I want this Ror's clawed hand, <name>. I want it to pay for leaving me a widow! I believe the creature is to the south... near the Ashenvale border.

Do you have the beast's claw yet, <name>? It will pay for its crimes. I don't care if it's corrupt or just angry for living in such a dismal forest. No furbolg will live for long committing such crimes against my family!

You bring honor to me for following through with your word. My husband died in battle--he would have been proud of that. But I could not rest until I knew that the creature that has forced me to live my life alone paid for what it had done.

Thank you again, <name>.