From the introduction: As I began my trek from the Dunes to the BlightFens, I knew that I would need a guide. I began my search, heading to the place known as the Eotin Hills. As I neared the location, I came across the most peculiar of creatures—it had a small stature, three eyes, four arms, and five tentacle-like limbs that it used as legs to move about. He called himself F’whaug and claimed with grand and confusing gestures to be the best collector of trinkets in all the Fens. After just a short trek, however, it became abundantly clear F’whaug was a terrible guide and far too preoccupied in trying to pickpocket what valuables I had. After confronting him I left him just a quarter of a mile from the Eotin Hills. His dejected demeanor was almost comical as he made to return to his home, defeated and empty handed.