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1st of Uktar, 1479 Dalereckoning -The year of the Ageless One-
It is a bright, brisk day of Uktar. The winds whipping down off the Greypeak mountains buffet the plains. Only the walls and buildings of the small town of Loudwater provide you with protection from their chill. A thin crust of snow blankets the ground, freshly fallen the night before. Here and there the white of the snow is broken by a bit of trash, rubble, or grass.
Wanderlust, tasks, and traumas have brought you to the wayward town that is Loudwater, far from other civilized lands, on the precipice of what is monstrous Najara. Danger surrounds this isolated bastion of civilization, but against odds the town is secure and prospering. Gates stand open during the day, the garrison is full, and travel is steady although always risky. On this morn, for one reason or another, you all find yourself in Loudwater's South Square. Perhaps you were perusing the wares offered by the shops proprietors, merely passing through, or felt drawn here by some mysterious force.
Despite the cold, the South Square is alive with activity and doing a fair business. The snow on the main thoroughfare of the streets is worn through to cobblestone already. Many others mill about, traveling to their destinations, visiting the few shops that line the street, visiting the tavern for a morning tankard of ale, or just trying to stay warm. There are a series of carts parked along the wall and merchants are set up at two of them. One a farmer, the other a traveling merchant, both hocking their wares to the public.
"Get your fresh Vegetables here, last of the season!", cries out the Farmer.
Most folk in the square blend in to the normal hubbub that is daily business in a town of this size, yet a few other souls stick out from the norm.
Map and Instructions:
I need you to place yourselves on the map (tell me where you want to be), describe yourselves, and if you'd like to do a little RP, I encourage it. Maybe meet one or two others of the party if your character is the social type.
Those of you who have History, or streetwise, roll your checks please.