“The Pale Weavelashers did indeed throw my alchemical supply down the cliffside. The potions will give the citizens of the Silken Ward the edge they need to rise up.
I need someone to go down the Whispering Cliffs and collect any bottles that haven't broken open. I would go myself but the kobyss have made the area a hunting ground and I'm no fighter.
This would be a simple task for one such as yourself, eh?”
