Hopten Village      

Guarding the armory was a hulking frogfolk name Eeebulog. He was more reserved than most of the outgoing members of the clan but still friendly nonetheless.

"Ah. You're those adventurers the Mayor said were coming, right?" the guard said. "Come in. The Mayor said that you can take any weapons here if you need them."

"That's pretty nice of him," Elena muttered.

Ren liked his stay in this village the more the seconds passed. These Frogfolks were quite nice and friendly. But as he walked around and checked the armory, he found that the weapons could use a lot of upgrading. They were only ordinary weapons and rough around the edges.

"Ren," Elena called, voice strangely urgent. "Come here a sec."

Ren stopped his pillage and heard what Elena had to say. "What is it?"

Instead of answering, Elena looked at Eeebulog like she was signaling him to talk.

Eeebulog was hesitant for a moment. His face was wracked with guilt as he revealed, "I believe that I caused the string of attacks."