Your current task was to clear the elven lands of dark creatures that grew bolder each passing day, & your progress has yet to impress King Thranduil.

These spiders you speak of should have been cleared out long ago. If you are incapable of carrying out your task, then i have misjudged you. He utters harshly, sending an icy glare your way. And your king, does not make mistakes. Another scoff leaves his lips before he dismisses you.

Do not return until those woods are clear of filth.