The following message is written on a leaf, and is delivered to you by a small desert robin:

Pre-wartime, 2 yrs. ago, Elves of WhiteRabbit looking for wartime shelter, found my forest, wanted to build in trees, Brownies want privacy and not allow, Elves leave. One month later, 4 adventurers arrive, say they clear out forest for Elves, we do not believe, we fight back, but they have powerful magics. I am sent to WhiteRabbit to check on story, adventurers getting close to family, killing Brownies. I am approached by your man on way, but ignore. WhiteRabbit destroyed, I am approached on way back, I ignore. Family threatened, brother killed, Brownies dead, I go to man and ask for help. Man explain contract, I sign. Man make adventurers disappear, and give family a guardian. One adventurer a Gnome, one a Human, one a Elf. I heard the name Tiff and Col.