corielldog
Junior Member
All across Rynak, fliers had been appearing bearing the crest of the Salanors, a small noble family who gained a little notoriety on the southern side of Rynak for finding a large silver vein a few decades ago. In the years since, they've been quiet, despite owning one of the largest silver mines in all of Rynak, so it was odd that all of a sudden they were trying to get their name across the continent once again, the question is, why? Fliers were all over every town and city, although most people paid them little mind, after all, there were better things for people to do than chase silly fantasies of adventure and striking it rich through a buried treasure. Each flier read
A stout halfling man approaches the caravan, standing before them and shouting in a booming voice "Welcome to the Salanor Mines! I am Eovard and I am honored that you all have come here to work! A few others have arrived earlier as you can see, along with my personal security team. Do not fret, beds and food will be provided, you are only our second group to arrive! If you would please, find an area to set up camp within the walls, I'm sure that you'd all love a nice meal with all that walking you've been doing. Dinner will be ready in about an hour, please try to refrain from fighting, and welcome to the family!" he threw a celebratory fist into the air as he began walking away, leaving you all with nothing more than the setting sun, and what you brought with you from home
ATTENTION! WORKERS WANTED
Miners, Healers, Explosive technicians, and adventurers needed.
Do Fame, Fortune, Glory, and Power sound appealing to you?
If so, make your way out to the Salanor Mines
South East of Bullmar
15 Silver Per day
-Eovard Salanor
Somehow, each of you have aquired one of these fliers, wether it was a lack of other options, a drive for adventure, or something else that brought you here, you are all part of the small migration of people headed to The Salanor Mines. Today is the day that you've reached your destination, before you all stands a small base camp with a shoddily constructed wooden fence and gate set around the mine, the sounds of work that would normally be expected from a mine of this size is oddly missing, and as you all step inside, you see that only a small group of around twenty populate this place in its current condition. Miners, Healers, Explosive technicians, and adventurers needed.
Do Fame, Fortune, Glory, and Power sound appealing to you?
If so, make your way out to the Salanor Mines
South East of Bullmar
15 Silver Per day
-Eovard Salanor
A stout halfling man approaches the caravan, standing before them and shouting in a booming voice "Welcome to the Salanor Mines! I am Eovard and I am honored that you all have come here to work! A few others have arrived earlier as you can see, along with my personal security team. Do not fret, beds and food will be provided, you are only our second group to arrive! If you would please, find an area to set up camp within the walls, I'm sure that you'd all love a nice meal with all that walking you've been doing. Dinner will be ready in about an hour, please try to refrain from fighting, and welcome to the family!" he threw a celebratory fist into the air as he began walking away, leaving you all with nothing more than the setting sun, and what you brought with you from home