Grimalk the Bear

You see the mighty form of a grizzly bear strung up a tree. His throat has been slit and blood dribbles into a puddle at the roots of the tree. He strains his neck to speak in a raspy human voice.

"I am Grimalk, the crusher of bones and the Bear of the Harvest Moon. It was I who defended the Sundered Forest against the armies of the undead to give the Dryads time enough to move their trees. Eventually I fell to the endless swarm of the soulless. My sacrifice suffers me not. It was my duty to the Lord of the Wood. Although my bones are here my skull and pelt are not. They were forged into a copper fleece. The protective power of my hide is legendary. I hope it will be my gift to a new woodland defender.
“I see that these next days will bring you to the Forest of the Damned and into conflict with TWO Soul-Vampires! One of them must be trying to topple the Sprite Monarchy with their attack on Solon. The Greywind family secret of Soul-Siphoning is behind this. I can tell you it…."

A shadow falls over the Grimalk and he is silenced.
(Any further attempts to talk to this Spirit will fail)