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Mercenary... the Blightchosen stir again.
Heretics warped by rot and old curses.
<Azralus studies you with grave intent>
I need you to silence their cell outside the city.
Do this, and the Church will see you rewarded.
Slaughter the Blightchosen
"You return... and the air feels cleaner already. The Blightchosen are undone, then? Good. Their rot spreads fast. Your payment. Take it with the Church's thanks. And if more shadows rise, I'll call on you again."