Hagbletha

say: What you want! Me busy sitting here!

say: Silly Dwarf! He comes to ruins sometimes and tries to talk! HA! Someday I eat him! For now though we play! I need you [bring] me something.

say: Der is a barbarian at docks here, his name is Firin. Go to docks, take skin off barbarians back, return skin to me, I give you hair from head!

say: 'I wanted barbarian skin, but dis will do. Here, take these.' Hagbletha plucks three hairs from a giant mole on her nose and hands them to <name>. 'Give dem to the dorf so he stop coming by here.'

→ Receives Lock of Hagbletha's Hair (#87542)