Once everyone was gathered into the room, Volo sat at the head of the long table. Drinks were served, beer from the Yawning Portal's own taps. "Allow me to formally introduce myself, I am Volothamp Geddarm, chronicler, wizard, and celebrity, at your service. I trust you've noted the violence in our fair city these past tendays. I haven't seen so much blood since my last visit to Baldur's Gate! But now I fear I have mis-placed a friend amid this odious malevolence." Volo clasped his hands together, his jovial appearance taking on a slightly more somber look. "My friend's name is Floon Blagmaar. He's got more beauty than brains, and I worry he took a bad way home a couple nights ago and was kidnapped - Or worse. If you agree to track him down with all due haste, I can offer you ten dragons apiece now, and I can give you each ten times that when you find Floon. May I prevail upon you in my hour of need?" Volothamp looked at the party assembled before him.