Aye, Redridge drinks deep from Lake Everstill, but by the time the waters tumble down Stonewatch Falls, somethin' has seeped in. The murlocs down there are big, twisted brutes. Not like the ones ye find here or in the Loch. Lucky for the townsfolk they keep to the base o' the falls.
Bring a sampling to me. I've a mind to find out if it's magic, venom, or somethin' worse that's taintin' the waters near that old fort.
