Your timin' couldn't be better, friend. I was just on my way to collect my shipment from the Bloodsail Buccaneers. They're good friends of mine. Always happy to supply anything Friz is willin' to pay for. But, ahem, just in case, it couldn't hurt for you to be my liaison. A good caravaneer knows it doesn't hurt to show off a little muscle. Just as a deterrent, of course. They said they left my stuff in a chest on the hill outside of town for safekeepin'. Why don't you take a look for me, eh?
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