A sickness spreads across the Darkshore, gripping the minds and bodies of all it touches.
The Thistle Bears have been hit the hardest by this plague. The once noble beasts are now an instrument of destruction - rabid and frenzied. I may have a cure for this ailment.
Take this trap to the forest and lay it on the ground. Any Rabid Thistle Bear that crosses the light shall become docile for a short time. Once the bear is docile, it shall follow you. Lead it back here, <name>.
Our work has only just begun, <name>. Are you prepared for your next task?