It's the 31st of a chilly May in the year 241 of the Fifth Era. Galsaff, noon. While a storm rages outside, you're sitting at a table with several strangers. The one reason you are there is the host, a white-haired, slightly overweight elf who's showing signs of aging. And his living room is splendid. A large crystal window covers much of the external wall, letting you see people down on the street (the apartment is at the second floor). The lamps are all made of crystal, as is the chair beneath a desk filled with luxury ornaments. On a side, a huge aquarium hosts several multicoloured fish.
Welcome to Hrynn House, dear people, he tells Brottor and Selia. I know you both require something from me; this is not unusual for a prominent figure like I am, however, before considering your requests I shall ask you this simple favor. He clears his voice and then adds, You should accompany my acquiaintance here, Mister Rubido Gale, on a simple task I assigned him. Given the very low trust I have in any of you, I figured that your efforts combined should be able to match those of a child. Even though, as he is blood of my blood, that might not be the case...
He pauses for a second. So, does anyone want to help out?