These days, poor Baderon's so busy looking after others, he hasn't been able to look after himself. He deserves something for his efforts.

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Whenever he's in his cups and starts speaking of the old days, he never fails to mention aureliae. Seems he and his mates used to eat the creatures on occasion.

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It's obvious he still has fond memories of that life, so I'm thinking a few aurelia umbrellas might be something he'd appreciate. Could you help me by procuring four of them?

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If you're willing to help, speak with Klindrael, by the Aftcastle. She knows where various wild beasts congregate.

Baderon actually likes aurelia umbrellas!? Gods, I'd never even considered trying to eat one of those foul things!

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Nevertheless, if it's aureliae you seek, you ought to find plenty by the river just past the Tempest Gate and to the east.

S'dhodjbi said an adventurer might be droppin' by to deliver somethin' special. That you, lad?

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Ah, 'ells, lad, ye didn't 'ave to go to all this trouble!

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Ahahaha! This godsdamned smell! I've 'ated aurelia umbrellas since I was a sellsword. 'Tis only the nastiest shite I ever put in me mouth!

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We tried sprinklin' it with salt and cookin' it o'er a campfire, but 'twas still little better than chewin' on driftwood. Try it fer yerself, lad─ye'll see what I mean!