-----Gimplefwick clears his throat and glances at the Seth and Kazel, "Well, Picks, you see, it's like this. We were innocently minding our own business, singing in the church choir and selling daisies for the poor and unfortunate when this gang of thugs jumped us. They claimed that we were the ones spreading those false coins about. Of course we denied it, since it wasn't true. Well, one thing led to another and there was a bit of an argument between us and them. Sadly, a couple of them seemed to die during our debate. This seemed to make them even more intolerant of us. They were completely unsympathetic to our situation. Anyway, we were going to question one of them about his hostility issues, when he suddenly ran off into the night."
-----Gimplefwick shrugs and looks sadly at Picks, as though confused at all the strife and anger in the world. "Anyway, there are more of them out there and they probably really don't like us now. They call themselves the Fire Knives or something like that. Oh yes, they are also the ones who are spreading the false coins about and they tried to frame us for it. I think they are just misunderstood though. It's probably a result of their social upbringing." Gimplefwick sighs and shakes his head disconsolately.