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Message: <blockquote data-quote="diaglo" data-source="post: 1120325" data-attributes="member: 2885">The Halfling MafiaFiddle got up earlier than the rest of the party. He left the Windlord's Rest in search of his [contact]. The letter Mouse gave him still sealed in his haversack.Grimwold's Revenge. Home of the frogs. Every time Fiddle went here he was careful not to step on one or three of the critters. They were everywhere. Grimwold, the now long dead wizard, must have polymorphed half the town. But of course that was only rumor.Fiddle called to the innkeeper, "I'm a friend of Mouse.""Take a seat over there," the grubby man replied. "Someone will be with you shortly."Time passed. Fiddle twiddled his thumbs."Hello, there," a friendly voice said. "I'm Tristan. You have a letter for me?"Fiddle turned to see a sandy haired hin with a mischevious smile on his face. He handed over the letter.Tristan broke the seal and read its contents. Afterwards, they chatted for several minutes. Fiddle was very happy.He reached into his haversack and withdrew two items. He quickly passed them under the table. Fiddle finished his drink and rose to leave."Thank you so much," Fiddle beamed. "I'll be back tomorrow."</blockquote>