Mollymauk, a tiefling with striking purple skin and iridescent horns, had always been somewhat of an enigma in the small town of Ravenswood. Despite his unusual appearance, he had managed to carve out a place for himself as a respected member of the community, known for his charm and quick wit.

As he passed by the local tavern, a group of curious villagers couldn't help but overhear snippets of his conversation with the barkeep. It seemed that Mollymauk had just received some troubling news.