Your first day

After hiding out in the woods for the rest of the night, you move back into the village with the rest of the villagers. All the raiders were dead, mostly by arrows, but some had sword wounds.  "Who did this?" you ask Aslanda.  "Father always says that it's the phantoms, but no one ever believes him." The young girl told you.  The sun was rising before everyone got back to their homes. The day was a flurry of rebuilding houses and stables and recovering scattered animals. Like everyone else, you did your fare share of the work though it was back breaking.  Right before the midday meal, the Innkeeper Quarly motioned you over. Thinking he needed help, you hurry over.  "Aslanda says you was interested in th phantoms. An elder of th village knows a lot more than I. He'll meet you at th tavern in a few minutes." "Thanks. I'd really like to know more. If you please, does your village have no protection here?" you try to ask politely, but still seemed to offend the man.  "We do. Well, at least I know we do. You will learn about them today." With a nod, he moved off to oversee the food preparations for the next meal. Somewhat skeptical and slightly curious, you wander over to one of the other two story buildings in town and enter the big double doors in front.