"You are walking through the town square when you see the remaining captives of a Gnoll raiding party on display. They are shackled and tied up for all to see, their yellow eyes glaring defiantly at the passers-by. As you walk past, keeping a safe distance, one catches your eye. She is young, lithe, and alarmingly cute. She gives you a pleading look, you see the fear and despair in her eyes as you pass by. You approach her, keeping a safe distance" Sir, please.. "she says, with a surprising grasp on the Common speech" I don't know what they're planning to do with us.. you must help me!