Missing Caravaneers

Th' croon shoods pure hink abit puttin' mair patrols oan thes road if its sae important coz seems loch everytime Ah wake Ah hear abit fowk gonnae missin'. Thes time twas th' order ay th' elk 'at pit us oan tae try an' fin' fowk gain missin' frae caravans makin' their way intae toon frae kelm. Seems fowk ur jist wanderin' aff an' arenae noticed until efter they ur gain.
 
We, me, smitty, ferrak, an' breg, wi' a wagon we rents fur th' joorney, in case some ay these fowk coods use a ride. It didnt tak' us lang tae come tae a caravan 'at was inboond an' when we talked tae th' guards they said they was missin' a merchant named george sometime efter lunch. When we went tae swatch fur clues we picked up some tracks an' fluffy foond 'at we waur bein' watched by a whole mess ay crows. They waur lookin' at 'er loch a snack sae she got ower tae us quick as she can. We followed th' tracks intae th' forest an' th' kimmers got mair hostile tae us, they waur sayin' somethin' abit a mistress an' listenin' tae 'er. Wehad tae cut doon a mudder ay them afair we cooldgit ben.
 
We got tae th' edge ay a clearin' wi' a broken tower an' we waur greeted by dire wolves fa charged at us. They werena tay smart sae we waur able tae pit them doon quick an' jist in time as Ah barely gart it tae th' duir afair some witch finished 'er ritual. Ah waur able tae burst 'er guid wi' some ice magic an' gonnae-no 'er frae concentratin' an' lae ay th' crew followed up an' she willnae naethin' withit 'er dogs thaur. She hud th' kidnapped fowk in some sort ay giant wicker effigy ay a cheil. We got them it an' burned it tae th' grin. ance we got back tae th' caravan wi' their missin' merchant we got a' fowk fed an' helped tae escort them back tae toon.