"Eh? Bloezoeng sent ye our way, ye say? Well, I’ll be thrice damned - it’s you! Aye, the ‘eroic bloke what lopped off the tonberry king’s 'ead. Do ye 'member us? We was the pair 'round the entrance to the Wanderer’s Palace. Saw you right 'fore that great bleedin’ tonberry stabbed us. 'Ere, wasn’t we stabbed, love?"
"…Best we start at the beginning, eh? Like I was sayin’, we was 'ackin’ away at little tonberries when the big one snuck up behind us! Well, we tried to fight it off, but it got the best of us. Never been in worse shape! Just lyin’ there, bleedin’… Hells, I thought we weren’t long for the realm! But just as I was thinkin’ of me last words, lo and behold the tonberries we’d been 'avin’ it out with started treatin’ us! Nursed us right back to 'ealth, they did. That’s when we learned the truth 'bout the tonbies. See, they was only menacin’ folk 'cause of a curse…a curse that you lifted when ye slew the tonberry king. At 'eart, that lot’re calm and twice as kindly again! Why, it was a right pleasure, 'avin’ them take care of us for a fair spell. <sigh> It’s a pity those peaceful days didn’t last… A band of Mamool Ja what call themselves the “Silverscales” came stormin’ into the palace! They say they’re mercenaries, but they’re nothin’ but the scum of the bleedin’ realm!"
"Well said, love! But much as we’d like to give the Silverscales the boot ourselves, we can’t stand up to a cartload of Mamool Ja. So please, say ye’ll do it in our place! The Wanderer’s Palace is the only 'ome the tonberries 'ave got! Now ye’ll 'ave to speak with Abazi Charazi and get a ride in 'is boat across the lake. Er…what’s it now, von boyage?"
Due to him and his partner (The Steadfast Companion) being a couple of Mixed race the two men were forced to leave their birthplace.