I had been travelling for a week, and stopped for a night. I made a quick shelter and slept tight. Early in the morning, as I was gathering branches for a fire, I suddently stumbled into an angry squirrel. I tried to disengage, but the squirrel kept following me, and eventually we fought. I had nothing but my needle to wield as I had left everything else by the shelter.
The only precious item that was left there is my needle. My father gave it to me when I was a kid, and it's the only thing left of my family.
I surely want my needle back if you care to go look for it. If you find my shelter, the needle should be lying right beside it. If I get it back, you'll get rewarded with a flail lesson. I have vague recollection of the shelter location, and if you go quickly there still might be bloodscapes and squirrel tracks to be found.
It was in the south-west from here, about 200 kilometers away. I remember building my shelter at border location of large haystack area right next to haystack in the south.
I don't care if you get back anything else than the needle. Rest of my equipment out there is yours to keep, if you find them useful. You'll find me here. I won't be venturing back into the wilderness anytime soon.