Whatever afflicts these Rotrons isn't obvious.

We need an Elim expert to figure out what's wrong.

• "Do you know anyone?"

I met Sirilis at the Soul Healers’s Conclave.

She’d been assigned to Arbolu’s Haven.

She’s spent a year of living with the Elim. She must know what afflicts the Rotrons.

Would you take the shell to her and see if she knows anything?

• Accept.
• Decline.

That’s the Rotron Shell from the Decayed Grove.

As you know, there aren’t many of them, so take good care of it.

Deliver it to Sirilis. Walk in Ariel’s light, Daeva.

• "May the Five bless you."

Deliver the Rotron Shell to Sirilis in Arbolu’s Haven.

Hail, Daeva. Blessings of the light upon you.

Rest awhile under the shelter of Arbolu. You'll find no greater peace in all Heiron.

• "Will you look at this?"

This shell isn’t rotten like you’d expect.

It’s tough, but elastic.

I know enough about the Elim to know this isn’t natural.

Who would do such a terrible thing?

Trajanus should be informed. Arbolu’s Haven could be in grave danger.

• "Thank you for your help."

Welcome...Daeva.

• "I bear disturbing news...."

First Agrints...now Rotrons...is there no end...to this corruption?

The forest is...patient. We shall overcome...all threats.

But we may need...the aid of Humans.

Mirborante said the Rotron shell would have to be studied by an Elim expert. You took it to Sirilis.

Sirilis said it was artificially corrupted, and had you bear the news to Trajanus.