Right. So, 'em devourers are going to start creepin' out of the Endmire soon.
And with the anima drought puttin' the squeeze to the fangs... well... we ain't gettin' help from them until it's too late.
Us dredgers could use someone in your line of work. Professional destroyer as it were.
If you can spare the time, meet me out at the Dredgewood. We'll scoop up a couple of lads and see if we can't make a stand.