Monstrous Assortment

Oh, my sword is blunt... How much longer can I continue cutting monsters into pieces? As soon as one dies, there are three more taking its place. I tell you, this place is cursed! And don't listen to those midgets with hoods about their Master. Though they do pay for slain monsters in time and they are generous. So I don't complain.

Wait, don't you know anything about me? It can't be! Clever people even wrote about me in their books! Two swords, Wolf's Amulet, potions...

Well, if you don't remember me, I won't insist. My name is George. I come from Siveria. In some regions I am known as the White Beast... Maybe because of my hair color or maybe because I drink more booze than anyone! I like booze so much. Sometimes I even see animals... White animals!

The problem is that I have to pay for booze not with a story, but with a gold coin. So I work hard to save the world and satisfy myself. I kill beasts with sharp teeth, with wings or with two legs. I don't do it for free, of course. Aha, I see that you are interested.

Well, I have an errand for you. Bring me a Translucent Fang from a Spectral Warthog, a Solid Chitinous Plate from a Rocky Crawler, a Tarnished Hydra Scale from a Swamp Hydra and a Blurred Eye from a Searing Eye Elder. I will show them to the midgets with hoods and share my money with you. I'll share the money fairly.

I said "fair" but not "half"! Don't open your mouth too wide! Don't be afraid, I won't deceive you...