<div align="center">(http://cdn.obsidianportal.com/assets/143809/Olegs-Header.jpg)</div><br/><div align="center">Olag's Trading Post</div><br/><hr/>After a three day long trek on foot, you've arrived to Olag's Trading Post.  From outside, you can hear the repeated fall of a hammer.<br/><br/>As you enter the open-air fort, you are assaulted by the smell of fresh bread.  A woman is working in an outside kitchen.  She sees you enter, and appears ecstatic.  Meanwhile, a bald man stands up from his work atop a roof, smiles, and hurries down a ladder.<br/><br/>"You've arrived, finally --"  the man said, huffing.  He extended his hand out to everyone, shaking their hands in turn.   "Name's Olag.  This here is my place.  We've made accommodations fer' you."<br/><hr/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://images.wikia.com/witcher/images/e/e1/People_Innkeeper_Hairy_Bear.png)(http://cdn.obsidianportal.com/images/1002203/HALFELVENWOMAN1.jpg)</div></div><br/><strong>OOC:</strong><br/><br/>You haven't needed to make camp on your trek from the Free City of Restov to Olag's Trading Post.  You have managed to stay under-roof every night, as the farmers, though far and few between, have been more than hospitable to charter-holding agents of the crown.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://thruxus.shadows-angels.com/1Pathfinder/OlegsTradingPost-2.jpg)</div></div>