Jax took his gold and smiled handsomely, falling neatly into his old roll as Jacques, the smooth talking merchant. "Thank you, good sir. Gundren ran afoul to some goblins on the way here, I'm afraid. We managed to save his escort, wiping out most of the goblins in the meantime, but they had already taken poor Rockseeker elsewhere. Somewhere called Cragmaw Castle, if the brute we questioned is to be believed. Would you know anything of that place?"
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