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.