The Badlands are home to some unusual people, many of whom have been here for quite a long time.
For example, there were three gentlemen who were staying here in town. I forget their names... the dwarf was Theldurin, I think? Anyhow, they headed south with a pack of full of ale a couple of days ago, and haven't been heard from since. I think they were headed to that big scar.
Would you mind checking in on them? I'd like to make sure they're alright.
Completion
They sent you to check up on us? Pshh... I've been around this desert longer than any of those chumps. We're just soaking in some of the scenery and telling stories about old times.
You like telling stories?
Notes
The start to a hilarious side-chain in the Badlands. Run down southeast to reach the edge of the scar. There, a small camp of a dwarf, an orc, and a gnome are standing near a campfire, with copious amounts of alcohol nearby.