TOR: How's business?
KIELA: Not bad. Not great, either.
SILVER: We ran into a group of adventurers. Things went south from there.
KIELA: They're a nuisance, aren't they?
TOR: Nuisance? We almost got brained by them!
TOR: Oh, and we couldn't find the snack stall, either.
KIELA: You went into the tainted battleground?!
TOR: There was nothing there...
TOR: ... aside from a dragon...
TOR: ... and these sparkly gems we freed from some swords!
KIELA: Oh, brother.
TOR: And then the Sheriff captured us, but we escaped. He'll be on our tails once he's out of the traffic jam, so we gotta run.
KIELA: How are you two even staying conscious hanging upside-down like that?
TOR: We're not.
SILVER: About to pass out.