Thoronmir stood up and walked over to where the innkeeper was. "Mr. Butterbur?" he said.
"Something I can do for you, Thenamir?" Butterbur said.
My name is Thoronmir, as I've already reminded you fifty billion times. Thoronmir thought to himself. He sighed, then spoke, "We're interested in hearing about some of the attacks on the settlements around here. Do you know anything about it?"
"Well, I've heard from a lot of people about bad stuff happening to their farms. Livestock missing and such." Butterbur replied.
"Anybody in particular?" Thoronmir said.
"Bill Swiftstream lost a lot of cattle last week," Butterbur answered. "Tom Longbranch's cornfields were burned at around the same time, and I heard that Andas Loudewater's missing several sheep."
Thoronmir made a mental note of the names and the location of their farms. Then he addressed the people ion the common room.
"Does anybody have any information regarding the attacks in this area?"
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