The Wildlife Suffers Too

While there was little I could do alone to thwart the Scourge, I nevertheless came to these lands to try and heal the damage done to nature. Animals suffer from the plague that continues to choke these lands, unable to find mercy and peace. I ask for you to continue what I could not finish here. There is no salvation for the suffering animals but a sweet and merciful release. Seek out diseased wolves nearby and put them down. Please <name>, end their misery - doing so will surely soothe mine.

I... I sense that the souls of those wolves you have put down now have rest. They - and I - thank you for a merciful release. The wolves are not alone in their suffering within this damnable place, <name>. Please, I have need of you once more.

To the east of where we are, near where the Eastern Plaguelands begin, once proud and majestic grizzlies roamed the countryside. The plague released by the Scourge has sundered these beasts too. They wander the countryside, agonized by the stiffening of their muscles and the rotting of their fur and flesh. I ask of you to end their misery as well. The only cure for their suffering is a swift death, one that must be ministered by your hand.

"I know that the grizzles have been put down, their torment at an end. I... I have one more thing for you. I wrote it down on... on this branch, sensing that my time in this realm had come to an end. Indeed... I am at that end. Thank you again friend... the creatures of this accursed land may rest... and now shall I." With that, a heavy sigh is uttered by the druid, followed by what sounds like a death rattle. His body lies motionless on the cottage floor.