Hand over two pints of Cold Draft Beer and join the conversation.

Mmm? Ah! A fine pint of refreshing beer!
Our conversation here must've tickled your curiosity!
This town may seem like all it does is saw lumber all day.
But as you can see, it's become some sort of meeting spot these days!
It was about...10 years ago?
A bunch of lean and tall women came down from the mountains.
I can still vividly remember the creature they brought with them.
They called it a Griffon, I think. An eagle's head on a lion's body!
They caused no trouble for us,
but quietly departed for Calpheon Shrine.
I mean, it's not your ordinary shrine, right?
So I trailed them to check if they weren't conducting some strange ritual.
I only heard a few words... Frailty? Fraternity?
And the women said something like...from the same root?
Referring to each other as "brother" or "sister," and whatnot.
Then they talked about the Trolls and Saunils, then all left after some time.
I couldn't help but think they carried out some weird ritual that day.

That's right! It wasn't long after, when all hell broke loose!
Hordes of mad Trolls and Saunils appeared out of nowhere!
And then, those lean and tall women we saw returned, from the south this time.
They all had large bows on their backs,
and boy, they were amazing!
They could shoot and hit targets as small as pine cones from hundred meters away!