You aren't going to mess about with a bunch of angry little purple people; you don't know how dangerous they might be. You head back to the front of the house and knock on the door to get Melcar's help.

You don't get an answer, but a short man with a long pink beard comes walking up the steps, he's your height, but is obviously old. He reminds you of a dwarf. Maybe he is, you are in a different world after all, but the pink beard is really bizarre. There's another taller man walking behind, but is very disheveled looking. His odor isn't the best either as he gives off a bad smell and he isn't even next to you.

"Outta the way boy! I got important business with this charlatan who claims he's a wizard!" the dwarf exclaims nearly knocking you down.
"Chargrum, are you sure this is a good idea? I mean it was only five gold…"
"ONLY FIVE GOLD? Stinky, you've been working for me for how long now and you're still too dumb to figure out that nobody steals from me? You've truly hit an all time low in stupidity!"
"Yeah, but this guy's a wizard…"
"He's a charlatan! And even if he was a real wizard, it doesn't matter because the money for once is the least of my complaints, he's gotta pay for what he did! That blasted potion turned my beard PINK, or were you too stupid to even notice that Stinky?"
"Okay, I'm just saying…"

Before you can react to all of this, Melcar finally answers the door and addresses you first.

"What's all this blasted noise? Didn't I tell you to go clean up my backyard?"
"But there are all these mean little purple people throwing rocks at me!" you say.
"So? They're just Furms, just stop them, shouldn't be that hard for you."
"Nevermind all that, I want my five gold back, look what your potion did to my beard, you charlatan!" the dwarf yells.
"Oh fer…look Chargrum, I said no refunds when I sold you the potion, besides you got what you wanted. Your beard grew a lot longer didn't it? Don't like it? Shave it off!"
"WHAT!? Shave off my beard? That's madness! But no dwarf wants a pink beard! What Dwarven woman would want me like this?"
"(Sigh) Stop pretending that you're a dwarf! You're a Halfling that's just trying to fool Dwarven women! And you're calling ME a charlatan?"

Chargrum suddenly looks around nervously and then hits Stinky for snickering.

"Shhhh! Alright, alright, keep your voice down! Look, do you have anything to change my beard back to a proper color?"
"Maybe, but…hmm, that doesn't look good…"

Melcar's statement and his eyes gazing past his porch cause the rest of you to turn around look where upon you see the sky turning jet black and dark winged creatures begin to descend from it.

"SHADOWS!" Malcar yells at which point you, Chargrum, and Stinky all rush inside before he shuts the door.

"What are shadows doing here? This village isn't even of any strategic importance to the Nightmare Tyrant!" Chargrum shouts.
"He's the Nightmare Tyrant, does he need a reason? But I'll wager they're looking for him." Melcar says pointing at you. "They'll probably try to swarm the house soon, I better prepare this place….I have to go get my spell book!"

After Melcar runs off to go get his book, Chargrum demands and answer from you.

"What did he mean, they're probably looking for you?"

You hesitantly explain yourself at which point Chargrum gets a look in his eye that makes you uncomfortable.

"So if that's the case, then the Shadows will probably leave after they get you, well I know how to solve this problem!"

Chargrum advances on you.

You fight him

Chargrum is your height so you think you can fight him off, however you're forgetting that he still has the strength of someone a lot older than you, he easily fends off your attack and grabs you by the scruff.

"Stinky open the door! We gotta get rid of this Shadow magnet! NOW!"

Stinky fumbles with the door while you protest and struggle, but its no use, Chargrum has already thrown you outside to the Shadows.

When you pick yourself up, you're stricken with mind paralyzing fear as a large group of grinning Shadows encircle and capture you.

They take you back to the Nightmare Tyrant who has no intention of getting rid of you.

Ever.