It turns out Ulfe is suffering from insomnia. Talk to Tamala about making a sleeping potion.
Tamala: The poor little wolf can't sleep? How utterly tragic...
Tamala: You can, of course, count on me to whip up a sleeping draught.
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Tamala: This looks like what I need to mix a proper brew.
Tamala: (Tamala whisks the ingredients together. They glow for a moment before finally congealing in what looks like liquid light.)
Tamala: Here you go! I would say that after your friend takes this, he'll be sleeping like a baby...but, from what I hear, babies don't actually sleep that much.
Tamala: And I certainly wouldn't want the little wolf to wake up every three hours screaming.
You have now procured a sleeping potion. Give it to Ulfe to help his insomnia.
Ulfe: Thank...you.
Ulfe: I need give you something.
Ulfe: (Ulfe takes the potion cautiously. He then starts rummaging around in his pocket.)
Ulfe: Take black rock I find in mushroom. Taste yucky.
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