Part 1: Trouble at Oleg's
The road South of Restov takes you through farming fields and small sleepy communities, word has it that Oleg's trading post is a little off the edge of the not so secure southern borders of Rostland (and thus Brevoy) the trek itself takes several days making any return trip not as easy if one would want to return for supplies or any other reason.
Up ahead in the distance the wooden palisade of the fort is seen, the long trip shouldn't be much farther and the prospect of a hopefully comfortable bed was in sight.
As you get closer you see that the fort has a 20ft wooden watchtower in each of its corners, each armed with a run-downed catapult, the main gate lies open and stepping out to greet you comes a comely middle-aged woman, her blonde hair is clasped by a simple brooch and smiles at you warmly as she waves at you to come in.
"Welcome travelers, we've been anxiously expecting you, me and my husband are so glad that you've come to help us, it had been a while since the last time we sent word for help"
As you enter the fort into the Market yard you spot two tables near the fire pit are used to display wares and serve food, something smells delicious.
Inside the fort to the left you see some stables, only a lanky horse currently stands there all by itself. A two storied guest house is at your right with a middle-aged man currently hard at work apparently fixing a leak or maybe twenty, he doesn't bother to look at any of you as you enter cursing loudly while he focuses on his work. Up ahead the main hall from where the woman emerged lies with the door open.
Up ahead in the distance the wooden palisade of the fort is seen, the long trip shouldn't be much farther and the prospect of a hopefully comfortable bed was in sight.
As you get closer you see that the fort has a 20ft wooden watchtower in each of its corners, each armed with a run-downed catapult, the main gate lies open and stepping out to greet you comes a comely middle-aged woman, her blonde hair is clasped by a simple brooch and smiles at you warmly as she waves at you to come in.
"Welcome travelers, we've been anxiously expecting you, me and my husband are so glad that you've come to help us, it had been a while since the last time we sent word for help"
As you enter the fort into the Market yard you spot two tables near the fire pit are used to display wares and serve food, something smells delicious.
Inside the fort to the left you see some stables, only a lanky horse currently stands there all by itself. A two storied guest house is at your right with a middle-aged man currently hard at work apparently fixing a leak or maybe twenty, he doesn't bother to look at any of you as you enter cursing loudly while he focuses on his work. Up ahead the main hall from where the woman emerged lies with the door open.



