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Message: <blockquote data-quote="driver8" data-source="post: 2200684" data-attributes="member: 17559">The barkeep quickly pours a mug of ale, and quickly coming out from behind the bar, sets the mug on your table. He leans forward and in a low voice says, "Mind yourself friend. That theres called Bailey, shes a ranger of the Gnarley Wood. Her kinds helped us out a few times in the past, but shes in a foul mood..and not to be trifled with." With a nod he returns to his broom.The elf turns to face you, leaning back against the bar. "There are many things deep in the forest folk should fear. But what should be of concern to them presently is a band of bandits we of the Wood have become aware of. Goblins and worgs, likely up from the south..the Pomarj perhaps."The female takes a step toward you her face darkening. "This band is small and has yet to strike, but we've tracked their movement and they may head this way. In the past, Lord Giles name and reputation kept most bandits away. But now who nows? And Ive come here to warn his Lordship of the danger of the goblin band, and he only talks of this Fiend."Bailey places her hands on your table and leans forward. "That, stranger, is what the townsfolk should fear." </blockquote>