This is your last warning. A slip-up of this kind can't happen again.
At least half the eggs in my last order were cracked. The buyers don't want cracked eggs, and they don't want dead eggs! They want intact eggs that will hatch into actual, living dreugh. I don't know why. I don't care. Just bring me the eggs!
Rumor has it there's a prime nest in that old Dwarven ruin. Mtharnaz, I think it's called. Bring me the eggs and try not to get crushed by any centurions.