Ever since one of those nasty boura crushed my leg, I havn't been up to my usual duties. My wife thinks that I'm getting to be too old to be out in the woods and down in the abyss as much as I was when I was younger. I'm a hunter, you see, and keeping dangerous creatures at bay is my responsibility. You look like you are strong enough to cull the boura herd. Perhaps you can start with some of the easier boura found across the river to the east. In exchange for your help, I can offer you some of my wife's stock of imbuing ingredients.
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