A winsome lass by the name of Nemoh pines for her beloved Gwayne? Indeed, fortune smiles upon her today! For I am...yes, I am none other than......None other than Gylbart, a thrice-damned lovesick fool who hoped against hope that posing as another man might win me the affections of she who would not otherwise give me the time of day. I have loved Nemoh since we were both yea high to a goobbue, but to this day, she sees me as no more than that little boy, his hands soiled after a day of mischief in the Twelveswood. With the rumors of Gwayne's return, I thought, perhaps... But no, I will receive her love willingly or not at all. Do take care, adventurer. There are rumors of a dangerous swindler in these parts of late.
First man
Gwayne? I fear you've mistaken me for another. This is most curious, however... It may be no more than a coincidence, but I could swear I heard talk of a man by that name on my last visit at E–Tatt's Spire. I can make no promises, but it is an avenue worth exploring, yes?