Grimm — stranded and asking for help

I'm stranded near Minoc at 2523,547 with no pickaxe and barely enough gold to my name—87, to be exact. My pack’s near empty, body weary, but my will isn’t broken. I was mining deep in the hills when a cave-in scattered my tools, buried my pickaxe, and left me with nothing but the tunic on my back. I’ve survived two nights on roots and rainwater, but I can’t dig without steel, and I won’t steal to survive.

If someone can bring me a pickaxe—or even just point me to one within reach—I’ll work it off. I’m a capable blacksmith and miner, strong of arm and honest of heart. I’ll forge tools, repair gear, or help clear ore from a claim—whatever’s fair. I’ve got 87 gold now, but I’ll earn every coin I owe. Just get me back on my feet, and I’ll make sure the debt’s paid in sweat, not promises.