The walls of a city were never reassuring. Neither was the bustle of urban life that could suck the soul out of a lich, given time.
The empire has started a war in the heavens. Debrie and people constantly fall to the ground. Giving opportunity and dangers. Will you be able to retain your good heart amooung the ravages of war.
With any hope comes risk, and this was one you could not ignore.
Reports from the local garrison indicated an increased bandit presence, and crime was on the rise.
Even with the most careful preparations, a criminal would most likely follow your trail.
But you took the leap of faith, and stepped across the threshold of the city.
With wilderness ahead and treachery behind, you march away.
Optimism and worry cloud your brow.
Your faction will be a New Tavern.
Start with 5 people.
Incident created:
-Farm animals wander in
-Space battle
Start with:
-Silver x500
-Packaged rations x50
-Healroot x20
-Coal chunks x50
-Basic component x30
-Short bow x2
-Iron hatchet x2
-Iron knife
-Cow x2
-Iron ingot x450
-Wood plank x300
-Great dane x1
-Random pet x3
Map is scattered with:
-Broken cart x3
-Wood plank x500
