Yeah? What's a wanderer like you want, cutting tongues with me? Ain't no merchant, berk.
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Agraivin Hand is a member of the Travelers. He is looking for keys to the various prisons located in the faelands to help fellow travelers out of trouble.
“Well, you've got a lively bit of swagger about you, Traveler. Fancy on helping me with a bit of work?”
“It's keys I need, berk. Prison keys. The Travelers're getting locked up in record numbers. I'm not one to sit around with my mouth agape. Getting these keys could save a Traveler from the noose. But to get them... you'll need to get to jail yourself.”
— when asked: What do you need help with?
“Talk's one thing, berk. You bring me those keys, and then I'll know that you decided to do it.”