[ Unlike certain quartermasters, Sabine is hard to find. But eventually, huffing and puffing, an extremely put upon Walrus man corners her in the Gallows courtyard to thrust a slightly damp package into her hands.
Unfortunately when she unwraps it, she'll find all the contents are also slightly damp.
She has received:
(1) collection of handwritten, sring-bound stories labeled "campfire tales"
(2) balls of bright red yarn
(1) bottle of antivan rum
and an extremely sharp knife in a leather sheath
The Walrus man expects a tip but will leave without one, grumbling the entire time. ]
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Unfortunately when she unwraps it, she'll find all the contents are also slightly damp.
She has received:The Walrus man expects a tip but will leave without one, grumbling the entire time. ]