Oh, you should be joyous, Daeva! You will never grow old! You will keep your youth forever.

Each year, each month, each day it gets more and more cumbersome for me to move. Just to walk about my cabin is such an exertion. Soon I will cease to have the energy needed to even arise in the morning, and then death will come for me, like a dark specter, reaching to claim my very...um...what was I saying?

In any case, if it keeps up like this, I won't be able to finish my task.

Player: "I know I shouldn't ask, but...what task?"

Good question! Every year around this time, I collect Twisp from the Patamor Thicket. Then I spin thread out of it to make clothes. Making those clothes gives me the feeling of starting a new year. I look so forward to it.

But this year...I'm so old now, if I go out to gather in this condition, I could get killed by Spriggs!

If you don't mind, Daeva, would you collect some for me? Of course, I will pay you for the labor.

Player: Accept.

I guess I have an eye for people.

You're truly kind to help an old man.

Please bring me some Twisp Fiber.

Player: "It's no bother at all."

Oh... my aching joints...

Greetings! I have been waiting for you, Daeva.

Did you bring the Twisp?

Player: "Is this Twisp fiber?"

This isn't exactly right, no....

I thought I asked for Twisp Fiber...

You don't have to go far. Just search here in the Patamor Thicket. I know you can find it.

Player: "I'll be back."

Yes! This is Twisp all right.

Thank you. Now I can start this year feeling reassured.

Take this. It isn't much, but it's all I have. Please take it.