It all started out simple enough, investigate a simple cold spell rumored to be arcane in nature, but has turned into babysitting some of the younger races. (What else is new) When I arrived at the town of Loudwater it was obvious that the cold spell was ended. So, with no work to do I immediately decided to head to where any self respecting Dwarf would go when in a new town, the tavern! While walking to the tavern I was rudely interrupted by a small goblin firecracker that knockdown the obviously weakly constructed human settlement wall. Obviously I couldn’t just let these piss ants get away with ruining my beer time, so I took action. (That and I have a natural penchant for helping out the weaker races) There were quite a few of the buggers around 12, luckily I wasn’t the only one there prepared to defend myself. When the firecracker went off I noticed two female Githzerai take action, one with a huge sword then other with nothing but punches and kicks, they appeared to have fought together before. There was also a Mage and a fellow Dwarf that took action. The Mage appeared to be just out of diapers and the Dwarf…..hasty….much like many of my warrior breed brethren. Out of the tavern two of the queerest folk I have laid my eyes upon entered the fray. One a colorfully dress halfling wielding what appeared to be a harp, the other a top hat, handlebar mustache wearing human. (they appeared together…..I wonder if the halfling is the right height for the human…...) After dispatching the Goblin scum with ease, the mayor of this town came to address me. She asked that I go to the bar, where she was going to talk to me and the rest of the people that defended Loudwater. Being she said drinks on her I agreed. There I met the people that I had just fought beside. The mayor….lady moonfire or something….. asked that we band together and fight back this latest risk to her city. Hmmmm, I remember surveying the crowd and thinking to myself, Self, you can probably fight next to these people, but what is up with the two queer looking fellows. So I engaged in conversation with them to see if I could trust them like I know they could trust me. You see previously I noticed that the top hatted one captured a Goblin during the scuffle, so naturally I asked if I could talk…..er interrogate, the creature. The harp carrying guy….Barty if I remember right, told me that the Goblin was transported to the local jail house. So with a Keg of free Dwarven ale I headed to the Loudwater jail house. And Guess what…..NO GOBLIN. (that ones going in the book) After the evening of conversation with the jailer and finishing the keg, I returned to the inn to talk to Barty. Of course the little shit lied to me even after confronted, but quickly shifted his tune to groveling….go figure. After Barty and I talked we headed off to see if we could find the source of the town’s troubles. Now any sensible Dwarf would be asking, how can you go off with a group you don’t fully trust. And to them I would say this, It’s my duty to protect the unsuspecting party members, and the town, from these two queer individuals.