Gísil and his son, Gísling, are concerned by the forces gathering against them. Half-orcs, crebain, and Orcs marshal around Garsfeld and have frightened the crofters into hiding within the town.
'Greetings. Player, was it? I am Gísling, son of Gísil.
'I am sorry for my rather unenthusiastic introduction, but dark days loom over Garsfeld. The half-orcs stalk our fields, crebain pick at the crops that still stand, and the Orcs have pushed forth in the south.
'I am certain we can beat them back, but I know not how long we can hold against the tide. For now, though, we should fight!
'Return to my father - I may be skilful in battle, but only because I learned from his valour through the years. He will surely have some thought on what our next move should be.'1/1
2 Speak toGísil (Show dialog)
'Ah, yes, Gísling is right - I have thoughts of my own on how to resolve this matter, but we have talked enough for now. Let us first aid the peoples of Garsfeld and push back against those that would surround us.'1/1
Silver Token of the Riddermark (2)