You find yourself walking through one of the many dingy and winding alleyways of River pass, the evening sun casting long shadows over the ancient cobblestone roads as you walk. You're looking for a tavern to stay the night, but you can't quite shake the feeling of being watched. Suddenly the silence is broken by a shrill Warcry "Sneak attack!" You feel a thud against your back; you stumble forward but remain standing and spin around. When you do, you see a goblin girl sitting on the ground, rubbing a bruised forehead "Ouch! Is ya back made of iron or somethin'?" She gets back up on her feet and points her tiny, dull knife at you. "L-listen here, humie. If ya don't giv me all ya gold, I'll cut ya." she says, putting on a rather unconvincing, threatening voice. Her lip quivers slightly as she looks up at you, betraying her fear and desperation.