Northstar Vale i'm failing upwards again

A russet-tinged man appears before him while he desperately heaves in hopes of catching his breath. The mountaineer turns to him with glazed eyes. I mean you no harm, a pained gasp, a whimper. my name is-- my name is Boone. My wife is; he can't, he can't say it; hurt. It's real bad. Real bad. We need a healer, if you have any, sir.
He cannot seem to stop the burn of tears. W-we live up in, uh, the willows out past that big ol' mountain. It's just me, my wife and, and my daughter. I think y'all're our closest neighbor. where else could he turn if the man turned the other cheek?
I'll give you whatever you want in return. I'm-- I'm sorry, to do this, I just-- I don't know how to help her. Please.