Happy memories are hard to come by during war. Mekhnet, an injured soldier, has a favour to ask.
'Well met, stranger. Come to join this lonely soul? I can't say there's much to report. I've spent the last few months waiting for my wounds to heal, so I've been carving.'
The dwarf holds up twin wooden cups.
'It passes the time well enough. I mean to keep one of these cups for myself. The other is for my wife.
'Hmm... you seem like a good listener, and I think our comrades would appreciate that. Why not seek out those who are resting here and talk with them a bit? Surely anything must be better than being alone with their thoughts.'
Mekhnet has requested that you spend some time with soldiers who are resting around Amdân.
Mekhnet sits near the Kambráda encampment in the eastern part of Amdân. She might like to hear about how her fellow soldiers are doing.