You have been tasked with delivering unpleasant things to Inn League Members in need of assistance, something only a terrible ${CLASS} would do.
NOTE: This quest will be removed from your quest log when the current festival ends.
'I've received a different sort of orders from Jónar, the head of this here society. He hates the Inn League so much that he has assigned me a rather different task than my Inn League neighbour there. Shh, he mustn't hear us!
'Foxglove Grubb has tasted all the beers and wines for the Inn League, but she has apparently forgotten ciders. She wishes very much to taste the Stars of Old Cider from The Prancing Pony, but I believe we will surprise her with something very different.
'Go to The Forsaken Inn and ask Anlaf the Forlorn for some of his own despicable Forsaken Cider. It is the foulest stuff in all the world, except for Swill, or perhaps Forsaken Ale. Foxglove Grubb will be so disappointed!'
Anlaf the Forlorn is in The Forsaken Inn in the Lone-lands.
You should collect fake Stars of Old Cider, actually Forsaken Cider, from Anlaf the Forlorn.
Foxglove Grubb is in Brockenborings in the Shire, waiting for you to deliver the Stars of Old Cider.
You should bring the fake Stars of Old Cider, actually Forsaken Cider, to Foxglove Grubb before the time runs out.