She's heard a rumor about some treasure...

Jenny had heard rumors about a famous, retired treasure-hunter that lived in these parts, and had paid a hefty fee to arrange a meeting with him. Supposedly the old coot still knew about a couple of great hordes just waiting to be plundered. They said he was too old and feeble to get them himself, so now he sold their locations to anyone who could meet his price.

The young knight sighs as she looks around the tavern. She'd been in Pilla for three days, waiting for her contact to arrive, and is almost broke. Another day or two and she wouldn't have enough coin to pay for her room, let alone the treasure hunter's information.

Jenny swished her drink around, mulling her options, when a familiar voice called out.