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+ | The caravan camp lies near the main market of [[Riverton]]. The market is inside | ||
+ | the city, a large open square, filled with tents and shops just inside the gates, | ||
+ | a place where you know you can get goods from all across the Empire and | ||
+ | beyond. The caravan camp lies outside the city walls by the Governor’s order. | ||
+ | Trade is well and good, but it wouldn’t do to have such traffic in and out | ||
+ | through the gates. Riverton is a trade hub, with goods shipping up and down | ||
+ | the rivers, and several overland trade routes ending here. The caravan camp | ||
+ | is filled with foreign merchants and travelers even in the depths of winter. | ||
+ | People of all sorts can be found here, and no one stands out here no matter | ||
+ | how outlandish their appearance. | ||
+ | |||
+ | == Samar's caravan == | ||
+ | |||
+ | [[Samar the Caravan Master]]’s caravan is camped near the road, the wains drawn up in a row. | ||
+ | Several fires burn here, even in the daytime, and Samar himself is seated on | ||
+ | a modest stool by the main wagon. He is a lean man in his later years, his | ||
+ | skin mapped by years of sun and travel. He is dressed modestly in a southern | ||
+ | style robe, rings glittering on his fingers and the people in his camp pay him | ||
+ | deference worthy of a king. His smile rarely flees his face. Samar’s camp seems | ||
+ | quite well-defended, much more so than any other nearby caravan, with a | ||
+ | dozen well-armed mercenary guards clustered about. Their leader is [[Bloody Nikka]]: a burly, | ||
+ | scarred woman with short-cropped red hair. She stands by Samar’s right hand | ||
+ | and does not share his good nature. She scowls constantly. |
Latest revision as of 14:28, 20 January 2016
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Aspects: Travelers from all over,Valuable trade goods
Face: Samar the Caravan Master
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The caravan camp lies near the main market of Riverton. The market is inside the city, a large open square, filled with tents and shops just inside the gates, a place where you know you can get goods from all across the Empire and beyond. The caravan camp lies outside the city walls by the Governor’s order. Trade is well and good, but it wouldn’t do to have such traffic in and out through the gates. Riverton is a trade hub, with goods shipping up and down the rivers, and several overland trade routes ending here. The caravan camp is filled with foreign merchants and travelers even in the depths of winter. People of all sorts can be found here, and no one stands out here no matter how outlandish their appearance.
Samar's caravan[edit]
Samar the Caravan Master’s caravan is camped near the road, the wains drawn up in a row. Several fires burn here, even in the daytime, and Samar himself is seated on a modest stool by the main wagon. He is a lean man in his later years, his skin mapped by years of sun and travel. He is dressed modestly in a southern style robe, rings glittering on his fingers and the people in his camp pay him deference worthy of a king. His smile rarely flees his face. Samar’s camp seems quite well-defended, much more so than any other nearby caravan, with a dozen well-armed mercenary guards clustered about. Their leader is Bloody Nikka: a burly, scarred woman with short-cropped red hair. She stands by Samar’s right hand and does not share his good nature. She scowls constantly.