Merchants and Death
In the trading province of Pelcine, caravans cross the countryside and extensive forests. With these ride mercenaries whom only lust is for old, and when their pay is not enough they join the countless bands of bandits that raid the trade routes. Humanoids are not the only threats that plague the lands, countless feral animals prowl the woodlands and fey creatures are in abundence. Hunters grace these lands in search of prey, of any sort. The constant danger and endless threats do nothing but increase the value of trade and the pay of mercenaries.
You are such mercenaries, or you are now after you found yourself trudging along next to a single caravan early in the morning. You have memories of a night at the tavern in the town of Talmore, how many differ between each party member, but you remember the promise of gold for the delivery of the wagon safely.
