>>12565953He nodded, holding his stomach to stop the constant vomiting, "Yes....I NEED SCRAP METAL, BRUV! Helps INDIGESTION. Makes me feel....GOOD! Need scrap metal, like alka seltzer... gets rid of....drunk cunt."
"How is that going to help-"
"GET ME SCRAP METAL YEH CUNT! Need to pawn it...for cash....I'M PAWNIARD, IT'S WHUT I DO! Don't 'tink about passin'....without cheeky scrap metal...or I'LL CUT YEH BRUV!"
With that, he held his stomach and ran behind the palm tree again.
When he was done, he got back in place and proceeded to block the left passageway.
>SIDEQUEST OBTAINED!>Acquire scrap metal for the Pawniard.Why does everyone always want me to solve their problems? Whatever. With the Pawniard blocking the left trail, we headed down the right one. All I could wonder on the way there was how we were going to find scrap metal on a tropical island.
It doesn't make a lick of sense.
>Location: Jungle Trail, Glavacados.A) Stay on the trail, you could get lost, brother.
B) Fuck the guide, go off-trail and go wild.
