Nesting Terrors

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Can you hear it; that incessant screeching from the harpies on the rocks above us? Every few days a sailor will go missing below those cliffs. Something has got to be done! I'm only a simple fishmonger myself, but if you would take my torch and destroy the harpy nests, I can pay you for your trouble.

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It wouldn't have been enough to just kill the creatures. By burning their Harpy Roosts, we can prevent a new generation of them from tormenting this city. Here is the payment we discussed.