Everyone started showing up on time for game on Friday. A very good sign. Dice were rolled, characters tweaked and gear was purchased. Now comes the hard part...
The town they are starting in went through a near bloodless coup about 2 years prior and there is a bit of a fascist regime in place. Grendelsheim is ruled by a young warrior who goes by the name of Eadred of Moorweld, but is better known by his title: Warlord.
The Warlord is aided by his friends and fellow adventuring party. They constitute a dangerous and intelligent force to be reckoned with. Their loyal henchmen form the Cohort, an elite unit of combat veterans, spell slingers, scouts and specialists. They are absolutely loyal to the Warlord.
After entering the town they were briefly interviewed and their weapons were peace-bound to their belts and scabbards. An adventuring inn was recommended to them and they all met over drinks and a meal.
The bard, Breylon, and one of the priests of Agni gathered rumors of a "gray" market that opens from dusk until dawn is the old abandoned section of Low Town. This "Goblin Market" supposedly has a twilight tavern called Pippin's Last Call where the Warlord is hiring trouble shooters.
What kind of trouble, no one seems to know.
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