A Tale of a Tail

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Ah, if it isn't a young one, fairly bursting with vigor. Will you not hear the plea of this tired old amaro?

To the south of Wolekdorf, there abide winged lizards known as green gliders. I would be grateful if you hunt one and bring me its tail.


As many winters as I've seen, I no longer have the agility to chase them down. Rest assured you will not go unrewarded for your troubles.


Green gliders are known to inhabit the area to the south of here. If you could bring me its tail, I would be grateful.
Ah, the young one returns from the hunt.

Oho, such a plump, juicy tail this is! Thank you, thank you. These are a favorite of mine.


Before I came to be here, I was in Lakeland. There I lived amidst men for many years.


In the time before the Flood, a great battle was joined at the Source. With my master upon my back, I charged into the fray against the forces of the Shadowkeeper.


Countless many fell that day. Though I was fortunate to escape with my life, I did not escape wholly unscathed, taking grievous wounds at the hands of enemy soldiers who had assumed wolf-like forms.


Such were my injuries, it was believed I would never walk again, never mind fly. Yet my master never forsook me. He nursed me back to health, feeding me a nutritious diet of green glider tails, and I eventually made a full recovery.


Seeing the tail now, I cannot help but be reminded of those golden days. The days I spent with the elvenfolk. Thank you, young one, for giving me the chance to relive them.