Eastward Bound
"Nay, lads. The way o' th' old caravan trails is but fecked, good an' proper." The grizzled, one-armed mercenary making this statement helped himself to another flagon of wine, as the chaotic noise and movement in the Borderton customshouse continued all around. The mercenary quaffed half of his wine, looked at his audience, and shook his head.
The audience in question consisted of Garryn, Totmacher, Gilrak, Asher, Aidrin, Perrato, and Caylin. All stood, ready to depart the walls of the Borderton customshouse on their proposed journey to the east, through the Central Wilds and to the lands of Narvil, and beyond that to the fabled City of Rimsedge. The companions were arrayed with weapons, supplies, and transport to attempt the trek.
Yet the customshouse, virtually silent for much of this caravan season and the last due to the wars in the East, veritably surged with activity now. Two caravans had arrived, along with a string of refugees from the conflicts. Apparently, whatever forces had been waylaying the caravans previously on their way through the Central Wilds into Borderton had been exorcised--for now.
Again the mercenary spoke. "I count meself lucky, by Mithras, t' have made it back in one piece...well, mostly, at any rate. I've an ol' friend in Troutdale who'll grow this thing back agin, fer a portion o' that demon-gold they paid us in Rimsedge," the mercenary waved his arm-stump wearily. He sighed.
"Watch yerselves, lads. The way's beset by troll bandits an' rogue demons east o' the Plains, an' the gnolls are more'n willin' t' run ya down before y' even get there. The elves' are jest a feral bunch o' bastards along the whole feckin' route, an' Narvil's a mess," here the man gestures towards the refugees that the Borderton guards and handful of Mithran priests are attempting to sort out and provide aid for.
The tides of war and strife have already rolled onto the shores of Paldor from the dark lands to the east, and the companions are poised to move ever closer to those treacherous undertows as they chart a course eastward...
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