Genetically Gifted cheat

You've got your Spines, Large Bones, Xiphoid Processes, and Animal Fat. That's your bread and butter.

Don't start chopping as soon as you find a good one.

You divide carcasses into three categories: lower, middle, and prime. Each requires a different skill set.

The true experts can identify the ones in the best condition. Their parts are the cream of the crop.

Butchering isn't for the faint-hearted. It's a messy, bloody business. And the critters around here aren't your average farm animals.

I'm all sorted for now, cheers.

Don't need any help at the moment.

I've got it sorted, thanks.

I've got things covered for the time being.

I'm not too proud to accept help when I need it.

I reckon I could use a hand.

I've got a little something you could assist with.

I've got a craft bench near my place that can refine some of that common stuff into something more useful, like Cosmetic Fat or Jeweller's Bone.

Once, I even found an Elastic Membrane. I've heard about a Beating Heart, but I'm not sure I believe it.

But the better ones might have Gonads, Adrenaline Bladders, Living Blood, or Eyes of the Beast.

People don't stick around here for long, and that's fine by me.

Uh... not you.

The name's Butch, Butch 'Porkchop' O'Hara.

I'm the best pig farmer this side of Elan, and the only butcher you'll find in Goldenfield.

Folks around here don't appreciate the fine art of pig farming. But me, I've been in the swine business since I was knee-high to a piglet.

Just need to get a couple of nosy outsiders to leave me be.

Just a quiet cabin away from the main streets. My little sanctuary in Goldenfield.

Well, now that you mention it...

Pigs are fed, the butcher's block is clean, and I've got a cold beer waiting for me at the end of the day.

How am I? Well, I'm covered in pig muck and smell like bacon grease. So I reckon I'm doing just fine.

Nobody around here touches my meat but me!