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>Our last party has accepted this quest as a means of killing time as they restock and rejuvenate themselves in a smaller farming village along their way to the capital city.
Wizard: "Why must we waste time with such frivolity? It's just a rabbit, and we have more than enough gold lining our pockets. There is no need for this."
Barbarian: "No need? A poor old lady is grieving the loss of her pet, that is a need."
Monk (Me): "Perhaps it would be best if she began her grieving now rather than holding out hope for her rabbit? We may only be furthering her suffering, friend."
Barbarian: "Both of you shut up. I'll use my share of the gold to get us all drunk after this is done."
Wizard: "That is the kind of plan that only you would be enticed by."
Monk: "I'll drink with our dear friend to a job well done. Free ale tastes better than the ale you buy for yourself, after all."
Barbarian: "Aren't you monastic-types supposed to be more disciplined than that?"
Monk: "Maybe, but life is supposed to be a celebration of time well spent. So let us drink to a completed job after this is done."
Wizard: "Your definition of 'well spent' is highly suspect."
Monk: "Then how about this; let us devote more effort to the task at hand instead of wasting energy on snark and pomposity, hm?"
>Cue the barbarian visiting bars for rumors and staking information on the outcomes of arm-wrestling competitions, the wizard scouring his spellbook for any manner of divination magic that could get him answers without needing to talk to people, and my monk wandering around town with a sack of carrots.
