Marches of Gold
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A fair distance into the outskirts of Arabel there is notice of a mercenary company, dressed in goldish tones making camp. Accompanying their journey are wagons of a few varieties, one standing out in particular to be covered by rugs and seemingly -very- heavy as it struggles to trench through muddy ground.
Some, venturing within the city walls with offers to fulfill any greed for what it is they seek, or who.
Many from different paths of life find themselves venturing towards the outskirts, cutting lumber and aiding in the assembly of their camp.
