A Wedding Gift

Oh, I don't know even... She's an innkeeper, a woman of fashion. And me, I'm just a loner. How could she like a man like me? Though, on the other hand... I've hunted wolves and bears - I've even seen a dragon once... After that, how hard could dealing with a skirt be?

We've got to give her a present of some kind. To make her see that I'm reliable, brave, and... er, always able to earn my living, you know. There's one problem. The local wolves are pretty vicious. Usually the military deals with them - I don't know if I could manage to kill one myself.

But you could. What do you say? Would you help this lonely old man to find love? Kill fifteen of them and bring their heads to the innkeeper. And... tell her that they're from me, alright? She'll surely reward you. Trust me, I know them women.

Wolf heads... he couldn't think up something better? I remember him - a wild man, he smelled of the forest and blood. Not my type at all. I'm a subtle and fastidious lady.

Sigh, it seems like I shall have to grow old alone. I've got no more candidates. Thank you, I guess. Not for finding me a husband, but for helping to get rid of my phantoms. Take this reward for your efforts.