'Hello, hello! If you have come looking for one of Tawardan's famous toy ships, you are sadly out of luck, my friend. I have only two left, and they have already been purchased.

'Oh, you are not here to shop? More's the pity for you! You could be taking home one of my handmade Corsair ships! The perfect souvenir to help you remember your time in the Harlond! Have you been out to see the sunken ships? King Elessar himself swept into this harbour with an army of the Dead! My toy ships are made with black sails whose cloth was gathered from those very ships!'

He dramatically deflates, sighing heavily.

'Alas, I have run out of fabric. You see, there were a few ships close enough to the dock from which I was able to reach out and tear free large swatches. Now, however, the remaining sails lay sinking into the bay, and I am not a strong swimmer. Say, if you would be willing to swim out and gather more fabric for me, I would be happy to pay you!'

You should bring the waterlogged sail fabric to Tawardan.

Tawardan is in the Harlond.

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