Balrug's going to have to handle the apprentices himself for a few days. I can't go back, not yet. I'm short of funds and need to bring a big shipment back to town.<NEXTPAGEBUTTON>"Perhaps I could help."</NEXTPAGEBUTTON> I wasn't asking for charity! I'm just—blast!<BR><BR>Look, my daughter's ill—very ill. The healers say she'll live if she can get a special medicine from the Mysterium, but it's bloody expensive. If I can bring enough fine hides in, I can just afford it. If you're serious about helping, get after the sabertooths. I need perfect, pristine hides. I'm not used to saying thanks. I try to make my own way in the world, but these hides will fetch a fine price and I can get my daughter's medicine.<BR><BR>I'm in your debt, <PCNAME>. My daughter's medicine's expensive. Please—kill those sabertooths and bring me their hides.