I've been meanin' to ask you this for some time, Forename, but truth be told, I was nervous. Thought it might be too dangerous...
But then Kancana told me that your adventures've tossed you into the maw of death an' back again. I figure handlin' some explosives is child's play compared to that...right?
...Well, you're still here, so I'll take that as a sign of tacit agreement. We need someone to break up the mudstone around Ksiroda an' bring back a piece. The alchemists keep tellin' me this is the best way, but...just mind your fingers, alright?