Blackscale Lagoon: Part I Thieves in the Night: A Bloody Welcome

The Fisherman speaking with Mole looks a little disconcerted.
"Nie mate, them Swamp lice 've been making midnight raids on us. The Militia can barely hold 'em at bay. And they's been seen wiff lizardmen. Ah! Bastrds all of 'em! Anyhow...," he says and takes a swig of his beer.
Another man at the table adds, "They've already done for seven of us. And...two huts looted and trashed. I helped old Wanna rebuild hers, seein' as she has 'thritus. Damned swmp lice them gobs!"

Slurring his words, Biscuit offers to help.

Biscuit: "If we are being offered 100 gold pieces each and free lodging, I say we get started ASP. Let’s kill some goblins."

Biscuit drinks an ale as well. "This shouldn’t be difficult at all."

Ok, so what are you going to do in the morning?

Mole does his research and for a few silvers and a kindly demeanor, for a Dwarf, he obtains a map.

Varos sits at the table with a spread of breakfast. The Bartender sees Benford walk in. "Looks like hair of the dog bit ya friend. I'll get you a special drink that'll cure that, and some vittles for your belly," he says. Mole and Biscuit sit at the table as well. The morning is cool and welcoming despite the slightly uncomforable humidity, as a cool breeze picks up now and then to cool you off.

The Bartender serves everyone and tells you all he can about the goblin raids. He says, "We’ve had a lot of goblin attacks recently, with lizardmen helping them out as well. It’s doing a lot of damage, and people have been killed. Don’t know what the goblins are looking for. Blackscale Castle is at the top of Moss Hill, at least what’s left of it after the dragon attacked. That’s probably where the goblins keep coming from. At least that's what I heard, but it makes sense. I see you have a map. Well, there’s a hermit out at Weeping Hollow named Kestra. She can’t talk at all; doesn’t have a tongue anymore. Still, if you’re looking to know what’s happening out in the wilderness, she probably knows more than anyone. And here's a thing, most of us hereabouts are followers of Saint Geach. His temple is the stone building in town. He doesn’t have any powerful clerics, like there are beyond the valley, but Ordin Kall looks after us. That's about all I can tell ya," he says between cleaning mugs and plates.