Well, there was the fiend toad that we killed. Some... minor adventures with a crime syndicate for a while. Lots of traveling.

[Casually messing in local politics. The usual really.] Dysfunctional band of misfits though, that does sound familiar. But so much for the timing.

[Look they're finding common ground in being friends with weird broken people. How about that. ...Caleb is, of course, one of the weirdest most broken of said people, so it's not like he's casting aspersions in saying so.]

So what is it? [He looks to the fisherman.] None of these things seem worth menacing us over. Yeah?