Damian has been up since early morning digging a hole in the soft farmland of Flavo. It's shallow; otherwise, he wouldn't be able to breathe with dirt weighing down his chest. The quest never verified how deep one needed to be buried, so he's going to just hope this is deep enough.
He's waiting beside the mound of dirt and the hole, though he's turned to look back toward the slowly encroaching forest. It has since burst through his father's cottage and given him a rude awakening. He had to relocated.]
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Damian has been up since early morning digging a hole in the soft farmland of Flavo. It's shallow; otherwise, he wouldn't be able to breathe with dirt weighing down his chest. The quest never verified how deep one needed to be buried, so he's going to just hope this is deep enough.
He's waiting beside the mound of dirt and the hole, though he's turned to look back toward the slowly encroaching forest. It has since burst through his father's cottage and given him a rude awakening. He had to relocated.]