Igen, son of Igrim

Have you had a chance to settle in yet?

Ingra with you! You’re new in town, aren’t you?

Is there anything of interest in this town?

Some pirates have taken hold of the isle of Sorrek outside the city. The town council would love to be rid of them, but there’s not much chance of that. The guards haven’t got enough men for it. Now the councillors are hoping that the guild will solve the problem for them. Those freebooters are quite a thorn in the side of Ui Chearghail and his people, too, you see.

Do you believe in a conspiracy of Holberkians and orcs?

Once a blackpelt, always a blackpelt, even if some of them try to pass themselves off as longears!

Do you know the rat-catcher?

Nay.

Do you think there are monsters underground?

Nay, I’ve worked in enough mines in my day to tell you the worst thing that dwells down there is digger gnomes, and they’re harmless enough - takes just a blow or three with your axe, and the problem is solved.

Would you know anything about this guild and its tradesmaster, by any chance?

Well now, the guildsmen have developed a habit of ambushing guard squads lately, and relieving them of their weapons. They even let them scamper away afterwards, if the guardsmen don’t put up too much of a fight.

Do you know a certain Tarik?

Sure I do, everybody knows him. He’s usually to be found at the ‘Harbour Maid’.

Could you tell us something about Bosper Jarnug?

That judge is poking his nose into everything lately! And he isn’t making any new friends that way, I can tell you.

 

Come on, have another one!

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