41.2

A small man wearing a Ranger’s cloak that seems at least two sizes too large steps out from the trees and waves. “People!” he yells. “I don’t see too many travelers up here. What an opportunity!”

He beckons you closer. “I’ve got some items for trade, if you're interested. They’re around here somewhere!” Lunn says, gesturing toward the notably disheveled outpost.

Clear Lunn with  to trade for his wares.