Cold Coin, Warm Jungle

Description

Khazas’ beard, what kinda sane folk live in a place like this? Bugs bigger than me thumb, air thick as a forge, an’ somethin’ keeps watchin’ me from the trees. Hah! Wouldn’t be the first time nature’s tried to eat me, won’t be the last!

But I didn’t travel all the way from Khadassa to admire treehouses. I came for the real prize – Crocodile hides. Best leather you’ll ever find. Tough as Dwarven resolve, yet supple enough to work into fine boots and shoes.

Bronzeheel boots are the best – you don’t cut corners, you don’t skimp on the craft, and you sure as stone don’t use anything but the finest materials.

Now, I was plannin’ on huntin’ ‘em meself, but turns out these buggers bite harder than I figured. Nearly lost a toe in that swamp yonder.

Bring me back three fresh croc hides. Supple one – none of that shredded mess. Do that, and maybe, just maybe, I’ll part with a pair of me finest work.