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You have come to me in hopes of learning to take a shape of strength. I have a task for you, though it lies heavy on my heart. My mate, Ur'endra, has lost herself to madness and has begun to attack her own kin. Without the magic of the winds, many creatures have begun to lose themselves... Ur'endra included. She makes her lair in a cave to the west of here, in the bluffs along the border between the Shen'dar Highlands and the Gustberry Lowlands. End her suffering and I shall grant you my blessing.
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The agony I feel over her loss is immeasurable, but it is what is necessary for the balance. You have demonstrated a resolve to persevere, even when a terrible price is asked. You have done well, ‹klass›. I shall grant you the blessing to take on the shape of my kin. Be a beacon for those that lack the strength to persevere and a defender of those in need. Go now, and embrace the way of the claw, child.