I told you what I know, %PCRace. And I've got my own problems.

Dead horkers? Mmmmm...rancid horker meat. You're asking the wrong guy. I know someone who might be able to help, though. But I've got my own problems!

No more to say. No more to say. The fat ones are dead, but we know nothing of it!

This was not our doing. Not even Krish could have done this! He was too busy here. I was too busy here! The master is gone, gone with the wolves! Big wolves! Evil wolves! Wolves that walk like men! Took the Master days ago! No time for the fat horkers! And Dulk did none of this!

No time for your questions! Krish must be stopped!

An odd event indeed. Perhaps it is time we spoke more about the Bloodmoon Prophecy.

I feared as much. Even those creatures could not have caused such carnage. This is a bad sign, %PcName, and I fear we have not yet seen the worst. Take this. From what I hear of those grahl, it will be a valuable aid to you. Perhaps it will keep you safe during the troubled times ahead. Now, I fear, we must speak more about the Bloodmoon Prophecy.

As I said, I would like you to visit Castle Karstaag to investigate this tragedy.

We must find out what has happened. Perhaps this is a sign of prophecy, perhaps not. I prefer to think that it is the work of mortals. I would have you travel to Castle Karstaag, and confirm my suspicions.