Desperate times calls for desperate measures.
The Thunderfoot Patriarch ended up asking everybody for help regarding the stolen Key. Of course, he didn't tell them the significance of this object, only that it was very important to them since it was a family inheritance.
He also neglected to tell them it was an inheritance from the Ancient Humans.
Because of that, many were quite disgruntled that he had to gather all of them for such a mundane request.
"Are you kidding me? After losing in the tournament, I thought I would wallow in my sorrows and booze by now!"
"No offense, but this sounds more like a 'you' problem."
"Is that all? I shall return to our camps then."
The Thunderfoot Patriarch coughed. "I am willing to offer GodForge pieces as a reward. I would appreciate any kind of information that would lead to the retrieval of our prized possession."
As expected, this brought all the attention back to him. Who wouldn't want GodForge pieces?
