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Tom Minshul approached Joji at the guild.  The huge adventurer might be the perfect man to help his cause.  Someone new to adventuring who wasn't yet caught up in the grind - wasn't yet above the plights of normal poor folk whose problems weren't enough to get the Adventurer's Guild attention.  Sure, Valhiem's peasants weren't threatened by monsters, but criminal overlords could be just as threatening, just as monstrous.  Something deep in his gut told Tom that Joji was the one who could help his borough, because the city guard were just useless now that The Witch Queen's war was threatening the city.

"You, sir," Tom said, tapping Joji on the back.  "I'm sorry to disturb you, but please, I need your help.  Many innocent people need your help."  He looked around fearfully, knowing he'd be kicked out of the guildhouse as soon as anyone noticed that he didn't have a Source crystal, or any official business here.  "Please, I'm so sorry, but hear me out. Just hear me out, that's all I ask."

The tall swordsman must've felt sorry for him, or maybe the Quinity was smiling upon Tom, because for whatever reason, Joji agreed.

"Come.  Come," Tom beckoned as other adventurers began to notice the peasant's lack of weapon or appropriate attire.  "Let's talk."

Joji let his friends know that he would be back soon, then left with Tom.  In the future, this day would be marked as the beginning of the end for Valhiem's mafia and the crime lord known as [i]Fingers[/i].