Corrupted Ring

So listen closely. I used to be a pagan magician, but now I believe in the Light. Old traditions are no good now. My brothers preferred to stay in the dark, and abandoned me. Now they make circles around their beloved Ring, moaning and crying. Ah, no. There will be no salvation for them, it's too late. Serves them right!
But they are causing too much trouble. The Leper got some of them. And its victims either die or take others with them down the same path. These are the latter. They are nothing but trouble. I can't go there myself to bury them, you should understand why. Please, do it for me. The Guardian Ring is to the south from Lower City. Walk along this path, it’ll lead you to the large tree. That's the Ring.

Stop, friend! Be not in a hurry! Don’t spot your hands with the innocents’ blood! Listen to what I say first.

Velerad Oak is my name. I used to be the Head of the Guardian Ring once, now I sadly observe what the Leper has done to us. Even to me, as a matter of fact...