Under The Sea

Just look at it. A broken shell, nothing more. Do you even know how many years Dazlon and I worked to be able to afford our own ship, let alone this lucrative lifestyle? Probably not. Most definitely not.

You know, I had quite the fortune on that ship. Saved it from several trades and other more... unconventional practices. Nothing out of the ordinary for a gal of the sea, after all. I worked months, almost a year for this and now - all gone, sunken to the depths.

I heard you are going to the wreckage for Dazlon. I don't have any hope you'll find it, but should you come across a green stash full of gold coins anywhere down there - I beg of you, bring it to me, please.

With the ship broken and our crew gone, this stash of gold is all I have left.

<Wide eyes and an extreme expression of bewilderment can be seen on Ranala's face.>

I can't believe my eyes! My gold pouch, it's... it's here! But... it seems to have lost some coins through this hole here. Regardless, most of it is still here. <name>, thank you so much. Here, this is for your troubles. When we get back, we'll tell the superiors of what you did here.