It was those damned Ashlanders, I tell you. Took my guar hides! I'll teach them to steal Athanden Girith's guar hides!

Excellent. Go get those bastard Ashlanders. I promise, when you get those hides back to me, Berwen will be very generous. She has a stake in this trade, after all, and we can't let an unwarranted attack on a guar hide trader ruin business.

Figures. No one left in this world willing to help an honest trader.

Yes, the bastard n'wahs nearly killed me, and they took my entire shipment of guar hides. It's easy to tell they're mine; they have my damn mark on them! Look, if you can help me get those hides back, and kill the fetchers who stole them, I promise you an excellent reward. Although I have nothing left since I was attacked, my friend Berwen in Tel Mora will be most generous, I promise you. What do you say?

I get robbed, and these Indoril lock me up. If this is justice, I'm a guar.

Thanks for your help, %PCName. Who knows, maybe we'll even meet again sometime.

Great! You've saved me once again. I can finally resume my journey to Narsis. I think I can get to Ald Iuval with the resources I have now. I might have to find some work from someone there to get through to Narsis though.

That's unfortunate. I suppose I'll have to continue on barefooted. Anyway, thank you for helping me out again, %PCName. I think I can get to Ald Iuval with the resources I have now. I might have to find work from someone there to get the funds to make it to Narsis though.

Thank you! And my shoes?

I won't be able to go anywhere without my money, %PCName. What am I to do?

So, have you managed to find my money? And what about my shoes? My feet are starting to itch.

You're a generous one, %PCName! I think I can get to Ald Iuval with the resources I have now. I might have to find some work from someone there to get through to Narsis though.

Well, can't say I blame you. Maybe I can convince these Ordinators to help out. Let me know if you change your mind.

Thank you, %PCName. Like I said, it all went down in the Underworks. Maybe they've got a hideout in the area. Good luck!

Those bastards are still out there. Have you changed your mind, will you help me get my gold and shoes back?

So I met this gal in the Limping Scrib, called herself Lanette. Seemed like a rough sort, but friendly enough. Well, she said I could bunk with her and her friends down in the Underworks. I'm trying to be smart and not spend too many drakes, so saving on lodgings seemed like a good idea. I followed her down, but once we arrived there, a gang of ruffians jumped me and took my gold and my shoes! Say, can't you find these bastards that robbed me and get me back my stuff?