You say, 'Hail, Gibson Galliway'
Gibson Galliway says 'Hello stranger. Welcome to Galliway's. Please excuse me. I am very [tired] right now.'
You say, 'Why are you tired?'
Gibson Galliway says 'I have just arrived home after a trip to Halas where I was supposed to pick up a shipment of furs for my father, Sneed. However it all went [wrong].'
You say, 'What went wrong?'
Gibson Galliway says 'On my way back to Qeynos from Halas, I was attacked by a large group of hideous trolls and captured. They took me to [Broken Skull Island].' A look of fear overcomes Gibson. 'They put me to work in the mines of Nadox. However one day, an overseer approached me and made a [deal] with me.'
You say, 'Where is Broken Skull Island?'
Gibson Galliway says 'It is a nightmarish, frightening place full of trollish pirates and other miscreants. There were also some other creatures there that wore hoods. They inspired great fear in all those living on the island.'
You say, 'What was the deal?'
Gibson Galliway says 'The deal was that if he let me go, I would help supply their mining operations with goods from our shop. I of course agreed. However when the first [contact], for the pirates came for the shipment, I was not able to get all the supplies they wanted.'
You say, 'What about the contact?'
Gibson Galliway says 'The contact for the trolls was a horrible little gnome named Ralo the Black.' Tears well up in Gibson's eyes. 'He was furious when I told him I didn't have all the supplies that he wanted. He lunged towards me and bit my hand. In the struggle, he managed to take my [ring.]'
You say, 'What happened to your ring?'
Gibson Galliway says 'It was nothing magical, but it has very sentimental ties attached to it. My father, Sneed gave it to me when I was old enough to help around the shop.' Gibson lowers his voice a bit. 'My father is not known for giving, so I have always treasured it. I do not know what I am going to do. My ring is missing and I am sure that horrid gnome will be back for another shipment soon. Perhaps you could find it in your heart to [help] me? I am sure I could come up with some sort of compensation for such a dangerous task.'