As each of you head towards the crowd people of all races seem to gather here. Half-breeds, humans, elves, halflings, gnomes, and even a dwarf or two. All of them are looking up at a large caravan that just pulled into town. The top has been removed and replaced with a wooden stage. A closer look shows that it was a half-assed job but what really draws your attention is two small chests overflowing with gold/silver and gemstones placed upon each end of the caravan under heavy guard by half-orc merchant guards. Anyone that gets to close is swatted away with the end of a spear. Many people near the chests have a bruise or two.<br/><br/>Upon the platform is a middle aged human man with a charismatic face. He is well groomed and has short brown hair with blue eyes. His clothes are of fine wool and in deep colors of green that could only be found in the elven markets. He smiles to everyone and seems to be waiting on the crowd to grow just a bit more. A few minutes later the crowd starts to mutter as if impatient before the man raises his hand and everyone goes quiet. "Hello people of Bishan. How is your day fair? Well I hope." He starts to walk from one end of the platform to the next as he speaks. "I have traveled many weeks within the elven forest and reaped many rewards as you can clearly see. Trading my stocks and wares to great affect, gods be praised." He paused in his walking and takes on a sour face. "But I didn't find what I was looking for and it makes all this wealth seem like nothing." he lightly kicks a chest and coins tumble out. The front of the crowd dives upon it before the guards can intercept them as the coins it the ground.<br/><br/>Struggles ensure as the man ignores them and starts walking again around the platform. "So I can see that you all seek my wealth and why not? Your all hard working and under paid ed men and women of the empire. Someone should give you a reward for your services. I will do just that." he pauses a moment as a half-orc guard gets upon the platform and holds out another chest of leather pouches. "I seek an item, a rare item within the forest borders of the Emerald forest. It has remained elusive to me for many months and weeks and my feet grow tired. I know its location now and just need for someone to pick it up for me. If you get it for me I will pay you well." He picks up a leather pouch.<br/><br/>"These pouch's each hold a small collection of my wealth and it can be yours if you help me. The trip will only take but a week of time. A simple week and a years worth of paid form my very hands. Or if you are faster then some I will double the amount."  The crowd looks perplexed but the man pours the contents of the pouch out and gold and a gemstone fall into his hand. The crowd quickly has a number of people jump up to the front of the platform. Telling the man that they would like to help. He hands each of them a small piece of paper and a pouch and the people dash off. "Come one and all. I have money to spare here. Remember the one to get me what I seek first will also get another prize from my wares. But only a true man or woman of the empire with unsurpassed skills could bring me my item within five days. So who will that be? Will it be you sir or you madam?" he points to people within the crowd.<br/><br/>While he talks people come and go from his platform. Many laugh at him for just giving his wealth away to beggars, guards, even other merchants. But as you look towards this man he doesn't seem to care for anything save what he is looking for. The gold you see in the pouches is genuine and the looks on peoples faces are eager. You need money as well for your tasks so what is stopping you?