Naturally, MC's arrival in Sara's Tush was met with the usual joyous celebration by the locals. I.E., the group was immediately attacked by soldiers in the employ of some loser who called himself Grommet the Khan. He needed better recruitment techniques; these guys would have had trouble killing orcs. Being miffed, MC decided to try a direct frontal assault on GK's castle. This move turned out to be a bit overly optimistic; whoever he had manning the catapults inside was a lot more competent than his infantry grunts.
WHAM! A hit from a stone the size of a small hay wagon discouraged the group from further action of that nature. In fact, even after retreating, they got zapped again, and had to duck for cover in the nearby Inn. There they healed up, got into a bar fight with some more of GK's boys who were hassling the waitress (they really were a bunch of total losers) and got a bit of general information. MC was amused to bump into the same fellow he saw explode in Trademeet! It seems as how he was some sort of odd Bhaalspawn who had the ability to teleport away from an area when frightened. But a local gal named Melissa had apparently done some sort of therapy on him and now he was unable to be scared, and hence could not teleport out of town.
He moaned and groaned about this every time we spoke to him; finally Neera got fed up with hearing it and hit him with a scroll of Horror. Problem solved. But this gave MC some clue what to do next; find this chick Melissa and see what her story was.
Cutting to the chase, the party eventually found Melissa and got an odd tale about how she wanted to make Sara's Tush into a haven for Bhaalspawn, and had gathered a fair number of them and led them here. In fact, Grommet the Khan was one of her recruits. He had been supposed to take charge of the city's defenses against the encroaching army of the vile Yog-Sothoth, who was yet ANOTHER Bhaalspawn .... dammit Dad, stop taking those celestial aphrodesiacs!
Dad had apparently sired an entire freaking regiment of potential heirs. Instead of helping out, however, GK took over the town citadel and barricaded himself inside, along with some of the stronger Bhaalspawn recruits, while the rest of the Bhaalspawn wandered around the city aimlessly. You couldn't duck into a back alley to take a whiz without bumping into one of MC's half siblings. Bhaalspawn apparently vary quite a bit in temperment, and GK seemed less than stable mentally.
Now, MC could have told her that her plan was probably a bad idea from the start, since the more powerful and less benign Bhaalspawn were sure to cause problems. Her intentions were good, but MC knew full well where the road that was paved with those led. He should; after all, the group had just come from there. Repressing the impulse to try and thump some sense into Melissa, MC decided to scout the lay of the land, in order to try and construct a better plan of action than simply wandering the streets at random like those other clowns.