Nuressa snags the shirt of, at what her best guess is, a local (preferably a ratty poor-looking one). Shoving a treo of gold coins in front of his eyes she says "Oi! I'm looking for a big half-orc by name of Irontusk. Take me to him and there will be more of these."Tinner said:The great city of Greyhawk comes to an abrupt end down by the Selintan River in a tumble of shacks, docks, and a few warehouses. The shouts of fishmongers, creaking of wagons, and the cacaphony of shrieking gulls are everpresent here. Up ahead, the wide bank of the river is so crowded with boats, from simple fishing vessels to wide river gypsy barges, that it is nearly impossible to see the water at all unless one looks well away from the shore.
According to the would-be robbers this riverside ramble is where this Irontusk fellow can be found. How you're going to pick out someone you never met amidst all this activity is hard to imagine.
Bracing your noses against the ever present odor of fish and too many people living in too small a space, you move into Barge End.

(Dungeons & Dragons)
Rulebook featuring "high magic" options, including a host of new spells.