Kryn
I see Amatok was pleased with your offering.{^n}{^n}You did a just thing.
I hope so.
Farewell.
I see Amatok was pleased with your offering. May that rotten seed nurture the soil once he melts.{^n}{^n}Please do not speak of this to Lenoryth. She does not need to know my part.
Of course.
Farewell.
You have a gentle soul, lowlander.{^n}{^n}I hope your kindness was not misguided.
Time will tell.
Farewell.
I sense warmth upon the breeze.{^n}{^n}You have done it then.
Yes, the curse is lifted.
You have a kind soul. I hope it wasn't a mistake to release that rat from his cage.{^n}{^n}But perhaps he has suffered long enough. An eternity is a long time.
Time will tell.
Farewell.
Farewell.
Oh, what have we here?{^n}{^n}Let me get a good look at you, dear.


I'd rather not.
I think I'll just go.
Back so soon?
What do I do with these berries?
Toss them into Maldurf's hearth. If they please Amatok, he will blow his breath upon the cabin and teach that rat a lasting lesson.
Alright.
Where do I look for the berries?
The hemlock berries? You will find them growing along the river.{^n}{^n}Just don't eat them, dear. They will give you an awful cleansing, in more ways than one.
I'll keep that in mind.
Maldurf also mentioned his dog was turned into a deer?
*Kryn cracks what seems like a half smile and shakes her head*{^n}{^n}Dog? What dog?
I see...
Nevermind.
Farewell.
Back so soon?
What do I do with this wood?
Toss it into Maldurf's hearth. If Amatok is willing, your offering will be accepted and the curse lifted.
Alright.
Where would I find fulminated wood?
Look for a gnarled old tree split by Mogdrogen's lightning.{^n}{^n}I know of such a one in the eastern reaches of the Frostveil Highlands. I am unsure if it still stands or if rot has taken it.
I will check.

Farewell.
A visitor? A lowlander, no less.{^n}{^n}What brings you beyond the walls?
Lenoryth told me to seek you out.
My granddaughter?{^n}{^n}Is everything alright?
She is. I'm here about the curse on Maldurf.
Oh!{^n}{^n}*Kryn cackles*{^n}{^n}Now that is a surprise. What were you hoping to accomplish with my curse?
Your curse?
Mhmm. Just looking out for my little tundra flower. I never approved of that union. I could smell the greed upon Maldurf's breath before they were ever wed.{^n}{^n}I took it upon myself to correct her life thread. When one knows the right signs and herbs, the gods can be bid to listen.{^n}{^n}I'm not altogether disappointed the curse is still so potent. I outdid myself!
I know a thing or two about curses.
Then I'm sure you feel the emotion, the anger, behind this one.{^n}{^n}Maldurf had this coming to him.

What if we...empowered it?
Well, I wish to remove it.
He needed to feel the cold that was in his heart.{^n}{^n}If you are sure he has learned his lesson, then I will help you.


What if we...made it stronger.
I wanted to cleanse the curse, but now I'm not sure.
I wish to remove it.
In truth, he has suffered longer under my spell than I expected. I just wanted him to feel the cold that was in his heart.{^n}{^n}If you are sure he has learned his lesson, then I will help you.
Tell me what to do.
Very well. To cleanse the curse, Maldurf needs fulminated wood from a gnarled tree shattered by Mogdrogen's lightning.{^n}{^n}There was just such a tree in the eastern wilderness of the Frostveil Highlands. If rot has not claimed its roots, then you will find the wood there. Toss it into Maldurf's hearth and see if Amatok accepts the offering.
Thank you.
What if, instead, we...made it stronger?
Oh, a mischievous one!{^n}{^n}I do not delight in others suffering, but rotten souls like Maldurf deserve to have their evil returned a thousand-fold.{^n}{^n}I know of just the spell. Go out along the river and look for bright blood red berries, Dire Hemlock.{^n}{^n}Toss the berries into Maldurf's hearth. If they please Amatok, he will blow his breath upon the cabin and teach that rat a lasting lesson.
Sounds like a plan.
Good!
Your spell?
I wanted to remove it, but now I'm not so sure.
Heed my Lenoryth's words: Maldurf was not a good man.{^n}{^n}He was punished because he deserved to be, because he needed to be.
He suffered enough. Remove it.
What if we...made it stronger?

I'll be right back.
Just exploring.
Oh, what have we here?{^n}{^n}Let me get a good look at you, dear.
Why do you live out here all by yourself?
Why, to be closer with trees. Young Kurn forget the wealth contained within nature's breath.{^n}{^n}It may not be much, but it brings me peace.
Makes sense.
I see.
What are you trying to see?
Your eyes. Yours tell me you have peered beyond the unseen, toyed with threads not meant for mortals.{^n}{^n}You have the eyes of one that has peered beyond death.

You see much then.
I'm not comfortable with this.
Your eyes. They are a window to the spirit.{^n}{^n}Yours tell me you have been through much.

I suppose that is true.
Farewell.
I'd rather not.
I think I'll just go.
