Weary Miner Anson

"Ugh...God, where is my medicine? My..."

(You see an exhausted guy, who seems to be in a trance.)

"I am Anson, who are you? Did you save me? Or I saved you? Where is my shovel?"

"The poor miner Anson has seemed to put himself together...just a little."

"God, I am so hungry...I haven't eaten anything for several days." Said Anson weakly.

"Gee, I need to eat some meats. Get me some meat, please! Those One-Horned Dragon Whelps will do just fine! I can eat them raw, I am hungry to death!"

"They are in the southern part of the Crystal Mine. You should have seen them on the way you came here."

I am in pain, I must be dying! Yes, I am going to heaven....

I have smelled meat, give me meat! Anson grabbed the meat from your hand and ate it with his hands like a animal.

"I thought I was going to die. These days I... I mean... Ugh... my head hurts!" Anson scratches his head hard with a painful face.

"It is bad... my addiction... I mean my sickness is back again, but now I don't have any medicine left."

"Please, go to the tunnel in the southern mine and look for some skins of the Bloodthirsty Dragon Whelps. Take those skins to a Dr. Torodo, he will make the medicine I need. Otherwise I will be..." Anson looks weaker and weaker, almost like dying.

Do you have it? Give it to me, I can't wait any longer! The miner grabbed the potion from your hand like a maniac.

After drinking the potion, Anson's spirit has gradually recovered and he is even a little bit excited.

"I haven't taken the medicine for days. If I don't take the medicine daily, I won't be able to do anything and often can't see very clearly."

"Do you have another potion in you? I seem to smell some from you, but I may be mistaken. "

"You want to ask me about mine explosion? Frankly I can't quite remember the details. I ran out along with the foreman without knowing what was really going on."

"We bumped into a large Crystal Spider on the way. The foreman was taken by the spider and I am afraid he might be dead by now. I ran away as fast as I can, fortunately the spider didn't go after me."

"Oh, I remember the foreman will always carry a personal journal with him. There might be some clues about the explosion in the journal."

"You look tough. If it is not too bothersome, could you take out the Great Ice Arachnid? You might need some extra hands to help you. The foreman led us so that we were able to run away from the explosion. I hope someone can avenge him."

You can't tell whether the half-closed eyes of the miner are due to lamentation or tiredness. But you know, if you want to know the details, you need to find the foreman first.