The Legend of Tarqsiku

When my people first came to this island, we met a being named Tarqsiku. He was made of pure ice, and assisted us in our times of great need. Tarqsiku has long since fallen into a dark place, rumbling deep beneath the the ground, and sending the Whiteclaw into frenzy.

An evil has clouded his judgement, and his mind, already he has attacked our kind. Tarqsiku was a legend to my ancestors, but to me, Tarqsiku is a threat, and one that has me wondering what to do.

I ask of you to venture deep into the earth, to find Tarqsiku, and to free him for his torment.

Tarqsiku should not be underestimated, be cautious.

You've done it? Well, I do hope I made the correct decision, perhaps now he will watch over us favorably from wherever he is. For everything you've done, I offer you this, as a thanks for my people, for freeing a most beloved spirit.