Welcome to Forest Song, <class>. Where you see tents, there will one day be buildings, but such ambition requires a steady stream of materials. I cannot bring myself to order our workers to fell any of the ancient trees of this grove, but our neighbors to the west have no such reverence for the forest.
We shall reclaim the tainted wood from Satyrnaar to the west. Take the wood to Gnarl at the Warsong Lumber Camp. He is an Ancient who will purify it for our use.
Wood cut with orcs' crude blades is warped as surely as that exposed to elemental extremes. Nothing sound can be built with it, but I shall purify it and return it to Architect Nemos and his men for their use. Some good will come from this tragedy, after all.