"Yes, indeed. There is plenty of work to be done for a competent cleric when running around with those fellas.*nods into the direction of the party*
But what a coincidence! And what luck in these dark times?!"
"Bartender, bring us a few, will ya - we have to celebrate!"
To Dalovraeg: "Please excuse, but may I call you Dalo? More convenient - and quite possibly needed when in serious need of a quick helping hand in times of danger and hardships..
*lowering voice*..because, what we do know is that Gundren is in mighty trouble. He got ambushed as well, likely by the same gang of goblins we found and punished later, and deported to a place called Cragmaw Castle. Unfortunately the only person around here who might know about that location is missing as well - and whose disappearence somewhat seems to be connected to the infamous Redbrands. So we are partly here in this tavern because of you, partly because we were thirsty after hard negotiations that felt like they took us months and not mere hours, partly to play cards and partly to investigate the local thugster scenery."