Chip: Please don't keep me from my work.
Player: work / job
Chip: Shh... I don't really have a job. I need the wood I chop here, though.
Chip: Yeah, to be honest, it's not really my wood. It belongs to the queen. But what choice do I have?
Chip: Queen Eloise from Carlin likely wouldn't approve. Be so kind to keep this little secret to yourself.
Chip: Those bandits have my wife and kids. If I don't bring wood, I don't know what they'll do. Hell, I'd even trade some with you if you had any.
Chip: They hide somewhere near the Plains of Havoc. I've never seen their hideout, though, they just send me messages and tell me where to leave the wood.
Chip: If you have a piece of wood, I'd give you some money for it. I don't have much, but I'd appreciate your help.
Chip: I need all the wood I can get. My hands and my back are already aching from all the chopping. If you have any for trade, let me know.
Chip: I don't have anything for sale.
Chip: People call me Chip.
Chip: Probably better that way.
|Cavaleiro Kyon Efusa
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