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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.
Oleg climbs down the almost repaired roof, the man is sweating profusely and greets you with a simple but gruff nod as he walks towards his wife. Oleg stares at the halfling and dog in a suspicious manner.
Svetlana seems confused as you mention that you didn't know about their need for help and Oleg lifts his arms in anger and despair before turning back heading towards the main hall muttering something in the vein of "I knew it! god damn... mumble mumble..."
Svetlana in a lot more comprehensive tone exclaims "We'll you see, we've sent word several times to the north asking for help, patrols, guards or anyone to lend us some protection" you sense she is preoccupied as she swallows hard. Calling back to her husband "Come Oleg! these people say they're willing to help! let's at least tell them of our plight" the man stops but still mumbles something under his breath.
Svetlana turns back to you and she explains " You see... we've been harassed by bandits these past few months, they've been coming month after month asking for most of our earnings issuing... threats if we don't do as they ask" Svetlana looks down in shame before continuing "We've been forced to comply and even though I've asked my husband for us to just leave, the stubborn man just won't!" she looks back at Oleg in anger, then back at you pleading "maybe you could... help us?"