Oh, my dear traveler, I can’t thank you enough for recovering my stolen silk from those dreadful thugs and ruffians! These materials are my life’s work, my passion!
[The Clothier gazes fondly at the recovered silk, his eyes sparkling with appreciation. He reaches out and strokes the silk as if it were a cherished pet.]
There’s something else that has been weighing on my mind, dear Adventurer. While you were valiantly fighting those miscreants, I couldn’t help but wonder… did you happen to come across my sewing needle? It’s a precious family heirloom, crafted from pure gold. It’s been in my family for generations.
Please, bring back my beloved needle, and I promise to reward you generously.