While you are carousing, the mature Guild master comes up to the table, pours himself some of Raddick's ale, almost daring the fighter to protest. He greets you in his typically gruff demeanor after tasting some the watered down ale."Bah, ya bought the cheap shit. Well, it will have to do."
"I have some news for you. There were rumors of some whisper gnome, named Made... er... something or another. No one was quite sure exactly if it was the same name or not. But, how many crazy whisper gnome women do ya know around here."
"They say she might have headed to the coast south of here, possibly trying to catch a ship or boat from the coastal trading village of Seawell."
Deves pauses to let that sink in for a moment while draining the mug of ale and then gestures for Raddick to pour him some more. The dwarf's capacity for drink is matched by his capacity to be ornery and disgruntled. Needless to say, quite a bit."It just so happens that I also have a request for help from that same coastal village. It's about two day's journey from here, following the road out the West Gate and heading South after the road forks. They requested aid from some adventurers and promised a reward, however the request did not include any more specifics."
"But, you scrubs have been around for awhile and I sure you can handle it. I suggest you rest up, get some provisions for the journey, and head out in the morning. Any questions?"