Glim gathered her most trusted followers, people who were often around, ready to do what was needed to, and with the passing year who became a close circle of sorts. Some knew her from the days of the famous defence of the city, other joined later, when her influence and state of a person-to-go grew. They all sat on the second floor of her house, which was also the first crafts shop she opened, gathered round a beech tree table, in the informal atmosphere in which she liked to meet people who didn't get on her bad side.<br/>"I think the day has come for the thing we have already discussed with some of you. It is late spring, and the roads should be good. We are still a very small town, and though we have been lucky to fend off occasional bandits or wandering orcs, there's a lot more of a danger this world has to offer. I heard not long ago about whole nation's capital being raised to the ground by red dragons. If only one such creature would pass into our domain, there is little chance we would have something to oppose it. My belief is that we as human beings must counter nature's raw forces with sapient ingenuity, and so we must seek contact with other players of the domain, and find work, allies, new ideas and experience, so that in case of trouble we won't stand alone and helpless. Thus I ask you, friends, to undertake a journey to other places which come to our knowledge and see if we would find a friendly hand here, or a hand in need, or a wealth of knowledge. Buy horses ((distributes 10,000gp for expenditures)), and go in pairs or trines. Every day I will send my Djinni to check on one of the parties, he will take your messages for me, bring you supplies, and when you will find something interesting he will take me to you."<br/>The onward discussion followed, with groups being formed and knowledge passed and plans formed. Some decided to remain, while others waited eagerly to explore the new lands. The other day everything was ready, a festive and then a procession was put to see the explorers off.<br/><br/>Month later, a young acolite and a soldier of not much older age, friends for the last couple of years, were bridling their weary horses thru the crossing, now and then stealing a look to the houses and town walls seen afar. The road was a tricky one, more of a path. Not many have heard of this secluded city, only the Glim's Djinni have scouted it and made the way known, and though they shared a lot of pleasant moments together, trudging thru the forest day by day, without the usual distractions of a town, had made them tacit and unruly. Their clothes were ragged, their cheeks raw, their hair clotted from never seing a comb. At least they had a nice tend and warm bed, or they would've been like paupers. Now, a warm bed is what separates a pauper from a citisen, and though disheveled they kept their honour about them, even more so.<br/>"Ho! It's not that far, we might be able to reach them by evening".<br/>"Earlier than that, Tu Bir. A city with elfs, huh? Won't they all lives in a trees, or something? Had you seen an elf in your life?".<br/>"Ragiel, Ragiel. Of course I've seen an elf! Twice! He was in a troupe. It was what, ten years from now? I was still a boy!"<br/>"I bet, you was excited! Probably bothered your parents for a week?"<br/>"Nothing like that. And then I've seen elves in those books we now have in the church".<br/>"Eh? What's there, in these books?"<br/>"Oh, nothing much, just those stories your mamma told you".<br/>"Ah. And I was wondering maybe I should learn to read. We came here for something like those books, Glim told us? Knowledge and such, eh?".<br/>"Maybe, Ragiel, maybe. We'll see".<br/>The two progressed in silence, wondering what would this city be like.<br/><br/>((Here's what I had in mind. Triangle said (in PM) that lords and/or their followers can participate in other lords quests. I know you're "retracted", we can stale/remove it if you want. I'm a newby, would appreciate some guidance if this is to be continued)).