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Greyward:

I’ve tried to pass this through several of your fellow Upstairs Tinmen, but they’re too busy eating pasties with their tumbs implanted in their rectums.

I was one of several who went looking for a missing child. Her momma first contacted the halfling Finch, so get that bit from him. We found a trail of blood on the Gate Road. Seemed like too much blood for one small human, but since I haven’t celebrated my birthday in a few years, I’ve forgotten exactly how much a five-year-old can hold. We followed the blood into the mines. Near the foundry, we found the missing girl. With a portal. And a whole lot of nasty sorts intent on making us all dead. Another halfling – Finch might know her, she seemed a scouting sort – says she may have seen the flickering of a body jumping through the portal about when the bashing ensued. Let me know if any of this sounds familiar.

As it is, some of the nasties got away, the rest of us returned to Sanctuary, and the girl and her momma were reunited in what I’m sure was a tear-jerking moment.

Find me at the Rock Bottom or the Pisser (Bocho says “Hi!”) or around.

- M.

The import of this should be evident to you, given our previous encounter with a comparable band of ill doers.

Should anything further come to pass, inform me immediately. I'll seek you out at the Rock Bottom, for there is much to discuss.

Private Greyward