On our third day of travel toward the village, we run into a blizzard.  Luckily, we find an empty building to take shelter in.  We end up being trapped there for about three days due to the storm.  When the snow finally stops and we dig our way out, it takes about six hours to get out before we can get back on the road.  We move as far as we can at our reduced speed, and make camp for the night.  After another tough ride the next morning, we crest a ridge to see the village filled with smoke.

Suddenly, several bugbears and goblins jump up from the snow and attack us.  We make quick of them and continue on into town.  As we move closer in amongst the 50 buildings, we hear screaming.  We come up to a wild-eyed man with a long grey beard carrying a giant flail.  He is standing amidst a pile of dead ogres.  He turns to see us and screams, “Ah! So there’s more of you then?  Well, bring it! I’ll kill all of you, too!”
Briggette looks at him and yells out, “Not evil!”  We all sort of stand there for a moment.  Two other men with gruissarmes step out from behind buildings and up next to him.

“I see you’re having problems with orcs and goblins?”  Ulric asks as he raises his visor.

“Oh, humans!  I don’t have to kill you now,” the man says before promptly passing out and falling to the ground in an exhausted heap.

Ulric introduces himself, as well as the rest of us, and they exchange some pleasantries.  This is Dimitru, the man mentioned in the letter we found earlier.

Kill things—quasit. Open puzzle box.