L48. The Mud Figure - 3

"Let me think." Abbohan scratched his chin.

"Fort Condor's bandits often loot treasures and give them to the Condor Appraiser to evaluate."

"I bet the appraiser has Clayby!"

"We need you to go to Fort Condor in the south one more time. Get my dolly - um, I mean, the Clay Doll - back from the Condor Appraiser."

"While you're at it, destroy their Handy Jars and the Control Panel inside their fort, just for kicks."

"That group of bandits have been stationed there for a long time."

"Look at the treasures they robbed. They could build a whole castle with their ill-begotten riches," scoffed Abbhoan.

"Even though they have everything they could want, they still come here and steal our food and interrupt our work."

You gave Clayby to Abbohan, who grasped her in a firm hug, then spun the little Clay Doll around gleefully.

"You got her back! Thank goodness!"

"Mina tries her best to look for water sources for us; it'd be embarrassing if we failed to carry out the one simple task she gave us."