I am a thaumaturge, versed in the dark art of curses. For twenty summers have I studied methods of transporting the soul of the dead into the body of the living, and last night, I finally accomplished my goal... only to have that accomplishment fly out my laboratory window. I knew I should not have used vultures for my experiments! Now, possessed and potentially dangerous abominations are circling about Thanalan, quite possibly fixing to excrete on some poor man's head before pecking out his eyes. I must ask for assistance in locating the birds and disposing of them... but not before drawing out the undead souls with the finger of a voidsent bomb.