Dude, there are tons of peasants here in this hamlet. *Smashes house* See? They are running around like ants. Oops, that one looks like his legs aren't working any more. Waste not, want not. *munch, munch, munch* Oohhhhhh man, I forgot that peasants give me the munchies!
While you were sleeping I took a phone message for you:
"You mom called. She spoke of Rebellion possibly caused by a rival Gaming group. You must go to the haunted ruins and solve a puzzle."
What the hell! I am too hungry to go an a quest, man. She can tell dad to have one ghis many cults to do that busy work. Man, that always pisses me off. I wake up after long nap and somebody wants me to do stuff, without even the chance to grab a cup of friction coffee!
Oops, smashed a peasant. Hey, a peasant. munch, munch ....