| Description |
A kindly witch has taken in a wyvern too damaged to ever fight again, its
wing torn to ribbons back when it served as a bait beast, and she cares for
the crippled creature despite the other witches' mockery. She believes
spidersilk from a particular Nyxian spider deep in the tunnels might be the
only thing capable of mending the wing, but the spider is no easy trade
partner and is said to demand a steep price for her silk. The witch offers
a reward of her own to anyone willing to pay that price on the wyvern's
behalf. |
