Fellow Searchers

I passed by a group of strange-looking Firran in funny hats back in Arach Hallow. They were investigating some kind of giant block of amber, and I overheard one of them mention the Souleye. Maybe that's where it's hidden?

What?! Where's the Souleye?

Stand back! This fool released the creature. Let them face it alone.

I don't know whose side you're on, and I don't care. You're in over your head, cub.

That creature you released was one of our friends, once. He ran afoul of a powerful necromancer, and was turned into that... monstrosity. Many more will suffer the same fate, unless we find the object we seek.

You're searching for the @ITEM_NAME(20133), aren't you? Then we share a common enemy! If I find it, I know someone who can use it to defeat the Schima!

You are a fool, if you think the Schima are the true source of this undead scourge. Now halt your search and leave. I assure you, we are doing what is best for our people. The plains will be cleansed.