“Yes, I speak your tongue, hero.
We furbolg have been through this kind of corruption before. Not long ago our leader stole the Idol of Remulos. The demon-tainted thing ensorcelled the entire tribe and our redemption was barely delivered by a druid known as Broll Bearmantle.
But this time, we did not steal. The trolls of Zoram'gar gave us the charms as a sign of friendship. A deadly friendship it would seem.
Our chief, Dal Bloodclaw, is too far gone. Enter the hold and return with his charms.”