<div align="center"><em>The journey to the adventuring frontiers at the edge of civilization is both long and difficult travel for those without horses nor the proper amount of supplies. The Merchant's road wasn't always safe for the lone traveler. Indeed, few now will travel outside of a caravan. Most of you have saved up in order to do exactly that. Within Edenia you were at the city gates and each of you was with their own stories and with your own reasons for this journey. Sadly none of you had the wealth or connections to afford to travel in luxury despite your best efforts. Thus your accommodations, were meager. You managed to procure a wagon for yourself with the rest of the cargo. And even then you had to spend your own resources for food and water. The Merchants were particular about that and made sure none of the valuable stuff was with you lot.<br/><br/>Still, despite all these stipulations, it was your best and only chance to head for your own fortunes. But there was one last stipulation the merchants would add. You were to be the scouting group for this caravan. If there was trouble it would be your necks on the line, rather than the guards. The guards were getting paid for protecting the supplies, you were essentially stowaways as far as the Merchant Princes were concerned. Promising your aid in protecting the supplies from monstrous raids and bandit attacks, the merchants were more than willing to accommodate for some relatively cheap guards. After such hard negotiations, you all now have a place at the back of the wagons. About a week’s time of travel it would take until you were within the providence proper. Traveling along the Merchant’s Road was the safest option but also would take the longest. <br/><br/>During this journey you had quite an amount of time to at least talk to the four others that were sharing this cramped place at the back of the caravan. Why were you heading for Kingshearth, what did you hope to find amidst the fringes of civilization. Wealth of a forgotten time, Magic that was waiting to be rediscovered by your capable hands, fame and recognition? Or was it something more complex than all of that. With naught but time, the lot of you had yourselves for company.</em></div>