As recounted to Pili Pala, by her old friend Billykins Boomwacket, while he slurps soup at the tavern, and she struggles to get a word in edgeways: Ah Pili Pala, that Jig thinks she’s the stealthy sort, but still managed to scare the brasspockets out of her when I snuck up behind her at Lionshield Coster. Yes, indeed, was on my way to find you once I’d heard there was a corgi-riding sprite just arrived in town with a crowd of adventurers, who else could it be? And then I see my good friend Jig, so I put two and two together...Ah it’s good to see you! So, Jig was done with Linene at Lionshield Coster in jig time (geddit?) and sounded like there was some craic to be had at Barthen’s so I followed along, but thought I may as well stay out of sight after hearing about those Redbrands, and wasn’t I right? I’ll tell ya, soon as that Elmar fellow fetched the purse for Jig, a coarse-looking lad name of Redbrand Ruffian turned up, and fancied he was going to have the gold off Elmar. ...