Trading Papers

Listen closely, the shadows have eyes, but I can help you find who you're looking for.

But first, I need a favor; nothing is free when the moons align, you know.

There's a Trade Permit Document lost in the wreckage of a boat near this island.

Without it, I'm as invisible as a ghost at noon to the merchants of Kwalat.

But the waters are infested with aggressive fish finny agents of chaos, I tell you!

Retrieve that document for me, and the secrets you seek shall be unveiled.

Suit yourself, but don't come crying when the frogs start whispering secrets you can't understand.

Walking away, huh? The truth isn't for everyone.

Refusing? That's exactly what they'd expect.

Ah, I knew you were one of the enlightened!

Ah, you're back! Did you dodge the finned fiends?

Marvelous work! You have the document!

This mask, while I thought was enchanted... seems only to be haunted. By Miguel's grandmother.

I... I don't know how to tell him... But...

With this document, the frequencies align, and the channels open.

Here's your reward, as promised.