Lucky Ticket (Commission)

(In the morning)

(Idle)

Cursing Old Man: That *#&% Investigative Association is all one big conspiracy. It's gotta be... otherwise Parker never would've...

(Talk to the Cursing Old Man)

Cursing Old Man: What... Can't an old-timer like me just stand here and cuss out the Investigative Association without getting harassed?

Cursing Old Man: Dagnabbit! They don't care about things they oughta, and then they botch things they shouldn't be sticking their noses into! They never cared about supplies inside the Hollow before, did they!

Cursing Old Man: Me and Parker, we were begging for supplies everywhere we could — but you infernal investigators just ignored us!

Cursing Old Man: What, now I can't even cuss you out? Come throw me down into the Hollows then, if you got the minerals! I'll go back and hang out with Parker again!

I found Parker's ID

Cursing Old Man: Ha, that's a fake. We're Hollow Raiders, not investigators. We made fake IDs and we snuck our way inside.

Cursing Old Man: Back then, we thought our fake IDs were a golden ticket to fame and fortune inside the Hollows, but now it all seems like one big conspiracy! Those infernal punks in the Investigative Association would love for all us Hollow Raiders to keel over and die!

Cursing Old Man: Ha, but you sure are lucky running into Parker's ID like that.

Cursing Old Man: Back then, we discovered a concentrated resource point of Ether with hordes of Ethereals lurking nearby. But Parker, he just had to try his luck and ended up...

Cursing Old Man: Never mind... Who even knows if that resource point is still there after all these years? If you want, go take a look — you just might strike it rich.

Cursing Old Man: Oh, if you still want to go there... Help me out and see if you can find a wallet around there... *sigh* Who am I kidding? It's gotta be gone by now after all these years...

Combat Commission Now Available: Lucky Ticket (HDD)

(Idle)

Cursing Old Man: Scram, kid. Quit bugging me.

 Return the wallet to the old man

 Commission Description

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The location of the resource point the old man provided is very precise. Seems as though that place left quite the impression... As a thank you, hand over the old wallet to him and see if it's the one he was talking about...

(Idle)

Cursing Old Man: I'm getting old. I can barely remember what my old friends look like...

(Talk to the Cursing Old Man)

Cursing Old Man: Judging by that look on your face, I'm guessing you found the resource point?

Not just that. I found the wallet, too...

Cursing Old Man: R—Really?

The old man trembles as you pass him the wallet...
Inside is a washed-out photo of two young men in the primes of their youth...

Cursing Old Man: Parker, you fool...

Don't be sad...

Cursing Old Man: Scram! Go on, you've found the resource point, go steal my thunder, kid. Just quit bugging me. I'd like to be alone for a while.

Lucky? Or Unlucky? Achievement Complete

(Idle)

Cursing Old Man: *sigh*