Prospect of Faith

<Hammertoe holds his wounds and takes a moment to regain his composure before speaking again.>

Find Ryedol, <name>. Bring 'im me amulet. <cough cough> He'll... <cough> figure out what to do. He knows I was seeking the origins of our people, and he... <cough>... knows it was also my mission to stop the Shadowforge clan. They must not be allowed to find the scrolls... <cough>

I'd say it was a bad day, but this is the Badlands: every day's a bad day.

Hammertoe's amulet? I think my spirits were higher when I thought he was dead. Knowin' fer sure only makes the pain worse. This amulet was his life's work. I can't let his death be in vain.