Our story opens with the various members of the party heading to Middenheim. With the repelling of the recent Chaos incursion from the north, many people are making their way there to seek fortune, work, or just an opportunity to fleece some refugees.

The party meets and exchanges suspicious pleasantries. For the record, the initial group consists of Monteego Beaiye, an elf of the Lorelorn forest, Steve Taylor, bounty hunter, Bol Pean Mallet a dwarven thief, Joey Mengale who plies his trade as a barber surgeon, and Spam 'The Shiv' Gangree, a nautical halfling and saucier.
They all find themselves at a coaching inn called 'The Strutting Cock' located on a coach road that parallels the River Stir.

The first order of business has the group bailing one Emmerich Handler out of jail. Handler was brought in by a shady bounty hunter by the name of Lars Neumann. Neumann is trying to pass the young burgher off as the nefarious Heinz Gerber, a local outlaw. The groups travels to Gersdorf to fetch Handler's wife Heidi who comes to the Strutting Cock just in time for the trial. Handler is immediately aquitted and Neumann is none too pleased.

Moving on, the group decides to band together for mutual protection. Along the way they come across the remains of a massacre. One sole survivor tells the party of her adopted 7 year old daughter Bianka who has been kidnapped. Naturally the daughter is in fact the sole child and heir of one Baron von Radische of Hermsdorf and the woman has the papers to prove it. Promising a great reward if the party retrieves the girl and brings her to Herr Wilhelm Liebnitz in Hermsdorf, she dutifully expires having served her purpose as a handy plot device.

Naturally the PCs follow the trail retrieve Bianka from marauding goblins and head west to Hermsdorf to collect their reward. As luck would have it, Baron von Radische was recently killed in a hunting accident and there's no reward. Herr Leibnitz does pass the party 10gc each for their troubles and to keep their mouths shut. Welcome to the Old World, mein fruende.