"This fog... It enshrouds, entangles, suffocates... If only I could learn how it was created! But my powers wa

"This fog... It enshrouds, entangles, suffocates... If only I could learn how it was created! But my powers wane. I have barely the strength to call out to you. All I know for certain is that somewhere in this forest lies an old house, and it echoes with the remnants of a strange power. The Stag Lord and his druid were there. The fog hides this place from me, but I can point you to the bandits' camp near the Thorn Ford. Make them tell you where this place is. Go there, and listen to the echo. Catch the whispers, search for anything that can tell you how the fog was created. Once the fog clears, nature will breathe again, and you will be able to easily find your way to the fortress of our mutual enemy."