The supply-starved camp is in desperate need of medical supplies…

Rover explores the friendly Outcast camp in the Etching Plains. Atop a hill, they find a young man lying injured on the ground as two people debate the best course of action.

Lias: “We don’t have anything on us that we can trade with outsiders for medicine. We need to think of an alternative.”

Tisdale: “How about going to Bjartr Woods for help? They won’t turn us down.”

Rover: “Run into some trouble?”

Lias: “We’ve been living out in the wilds for years. Cuts, bruises, and the usual sickness are nothing new to us. But there’s no one in camp who can treat diseases, and we really don’t want to go back to Bjartr Woods for help…”

Tisdale: “So we usually lend the Spacetrek Collective a hand with their research out in the tundra, including cooking meals for them. In return, we get some supplies and medicine from them.”

Lias: “But one of the boys in the camp fell and hurt his leg. He needs medicine, urgently…”

Tisdale: “This isn’t the time to be acting tough. We’re going to Bjartr Woods.

Rover: (Medicine, huh? Some nutrient patches and energy blocks might be able to help them.)

Rover hands over some spare supplies they’ve been carrying around.

Lias: “These… are for us?”

Rover: “Hurry, take these to the injured boy.”

Lias: “Thank you! It might not really count as a proper thank-you gift, but I have something I want to give you. Tisdale and I must tend to the boy. See you in a bit.”