"We almost had Tartuccio cornered when this damned mist fell. First we entirely lost our way, and then stumble

"We almost had Tartuccio cornered when this damned mist fell. First we entirely lost our way, and then stumbled right into a bandit ambush." In an angry gesture, Kesten chops the air with his hand. "My people can barely stand, so I would be grateful if you help us to capture this Tartuccio. He must be somewhere nearby. Bring that scum to Oleg's Trading Post, dead or alive. The Swordlords will remember this favor!"