"That...mercenary, yeah, yee know the type...he ain't naming names, but this Pawfoot has a scent..." says Panlos Pawfoot, the Hin with intention to find this buyer. "Gone and purchased a fine gauntlet, he has...and I be wishing to talk with him. You know him? You seen someone carting off some wares this day?" Panlos queries whomever he can get attention from. "The name is Panlos Pawfoot. That is P-A-N-L-0-S P-A-W-F-O-O-T..." spells out the Hin, just putting his tiny body into whatever couple, group or even does he speak at the guards of Nashkel, should they give him mind.
On another note, tis rumored that evening in Nashkel that a large dog was seen running frantically through the village, sniffing and running, sniffing and running, from near the Belching Dragon campfire and up and down the roadways....
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