My little Goblins, you love when I tell you stories. You goon over my words and fantasize about what I read to you. This was a cute little tale of a bunch of rangers making their way to Montana. Now I want you to be my hard working rangers and wrangle up some treasures to spoil me with. Use all of your gold coins, sell all your horses, and cash in so you can cash out to me. I expect my coffee paid for today so chop chop.