You arrive in the woodsman hamlet of Kregham and rush to an obvious place of idle arms and help... The tavern...
Out of the few random gabbing people here 3 stand out (besides the halfing tavern keeper giving you a concerned look)
~~ The half orc in the back is named Barraks, he's a self made town peace-keeper of sorts and is generally a helpful man, the village loves him due to the fact he's always looking out for people, he'd probably be easy to convince to aid you, though he's never really had more then some tavern brawls or commoner peacekeeping under his belt.
~~There's a Dwarf here as well, fairly uncommon as the closest known dwarven clan is over 900miles south of here and 3 domains away... He's giving the shrouded man on the other side of the table a gritty ticked off look, the dwarf looks like he's middle aged for a dwarf, perhaps around 200 years old, and his armor and weapons look like they've seen some action...
~~The shrouded man getting the stink eye from the dwarf doesn't seem to be paying much mind at all to anyone, almost seems as if he's half asleep, two bright green glowing eyes emit from under his hood and you briefly see he's loaded with blades under his garb. Bronze chain armor seems to be casually covered up from sight, you can't get much of a vibe from him at all...
TIME IS OF THE ESSENCE! ~
Every moment you spent here talking with people and trying to gain aide, someone could be drinking your life investment, ruining you and facing extreme poverty!
~ 2 Actions will be chosen from comments, then you're off to get your wine back, you are a little frantic after all...
