"Thanks."
Edgar will edge his way inside and find some place out of sight of the doors or windows preferably. "So here's the story, short and simple. Me and my good friend Gallo tend to get ourself into trouble. That just seems to happen regardless of what we do. Some would say we're just unlucky, though honestly I don't really mind."
"Tonight, in particular, we were wandering around town just looking for trouble, one way or another. Could be a fight. Could be women. Could be the watch. Tonight it was a little of column A and a little of column C, so not the best night overall."
Edgar adjusts and smiles a big grin. "That's when we passed by this shop when it was being raided. We confronted the criminals, but I'm not a violent guy. I was mostly curious. Honestly, I just as easily could have decided to help them if they had handled the situation differently. Instead, they threw that lantern in my face, and that fire started."
Edgar points at any other sort of markings that might remain and that might be sufficient evidence that he was, in fact, here when the fire was started to verify his authentic presence.
"So, one way or another, we chased them off, apparently, and then the watch showed up at the most inconvenient time possible. We worked out a deal, wherein we'd follow the criminals... Charlie or Chucky or whatever. If you don't believe me on that, that's fine. That's not the point here. One way or another, we chased the two bastards to their outhouse cabin, thinking we could corner them and find out what's REALLY going on."
Edgar looks to Gallo for confirmation on this one, "And then those bastards turned up dead, eaten by some kind of goblin werewolf from hell. It attacked and bit my friend here, which there's probably still a mark. We managed to fight the monster off, and then bring it down... and well... then we found this note..."
Edgar motions to Gallo to read it or pass it along. Either way, he watches the man carefully (sense motive +3) worried that the wizard might not like the news.