Day 22, Nytdain, Thaumont 22nd, northern edge of high moors, midnightYou make your way back to the moors. Though the moon is bright, a thick fog soon settles in, limiting your vision to no more than a few yards in front of you.
As before, Meringered hops down from his horse. He stands on one leg, and lets out a piercing whistle.
For a minute, there is silence. Just when you think you'll have to do this all over again tomorrow night, you hear what sounds like a distant thunder. The noise intensifies as it moves closer, assaulting your senses from all directions. Dark shapes move in and out of the fog all around you, circling closer.
Finally, they stop all at once in perfect unison. Three magnificent warhorses, and one strange creature: half man, half horse, wielding a longbow.
Loshad! He looks at you for a moment in silence. "Two-legged beasts!" he bellows in greeting. "Twice now in two nights you have summoned me. What would you ask of me?"
Actions?
Get thee to the dungeon. Get thee to the dungeon forthwith. Pass not the barbican. Amass not 200 GP.