Bladed Whispers

I have yet to meet a single kin-traitor who can stand against me in battle! Blade and bow, shield and helm, all have been cloven in twain by my axe. No matter how great my triumph, no matter how many heads I claim, I am still greeted with whispers of the Swordmasters' skill. My axe is twice as heavy as any of their shining blades, and has taken many more lives. The insufferable babble about the mythical skill they display must stop! Perhaps if you are seen returning with the heads of slain Swordmasters, then the rabble will recognize the monks for the meek warriors they are?
Join House Uthorin in battle, slaying twenty enemy Swordmasters. Return to Tarond Frostrage when done.
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