We’ve added an inn and granary in Tatzlford, which pleases the merchant crowd there immensely. More comfortable quarters and better storage make for better trading for everyone involved. For the last couple weeks, Kestin and Seamus have been concerned about reports from Tatzlford (they have carrier pigeons) of a band of mercenaries moving toward Isenfell from the west. They’ve been acting civilly, but won’t state their intentions until they talk to us. They arrived yesterday and scheduled an audience for this afternoon, so I’ll write more later…
Later that day
The company of thirty men, and their leader, Artis Greentree, are from Daggermark, a neighboring kingdom (one quite a ways from here). They bring with them a wanted poster with the seal of the royal house of Daggermark for a Margaul family. Greentree believes that our Gaulus family is one and the same as he’s been tracking them for hundreds of miles and has pictures and everything. Looking at his drawings, it’s quite clear that they’re one and the same. After asking Greentree to take a day or two relaxing in Isenfell while we looked into the matter, we immediately requested the head of the Gaulus family present himself at the palace.
After we explained the matter to him, he admitted that he was indeed formerly a Margaul, but was guilty of no wrongdoing. He suggested we even subject him to a Zone of Truth (which we did), and everything he said was true. The government of Daggermark is apparently rather inconstant, suffering many coups and upsets. He got on the bad side of the current ruling house and the new rulers apparently wanted revenge so badly that they were willing to set a not insubstantial bounty on the heads of the Margaul family. With the veracity of his tale proven, we assured him that as they were citizens of good standing in our kingdom and had broken no laws either here or in Daggermark, we would protect them from the mercenaries currently hunting them as well as do our best to extend such protection from future groups seeking them. Gaulus was quite relieved that at last they had a land to call home (they’d been forced to move repeatedly to stay ahead of the bounty hunters), and apologized for not letting us know the whole truth previously.
We met again with Greentree (he was quite anxious for an answer) and informed him that we would not allow him to return with the Margaul family. He was understandably upset as his company had endured a very long trek to get here and the money offered was a large sum. We were quite firm, even when he offered to split the bounty with us. We invited his men to take their leisure in our city for a few days and then to seek their fortune elsewhere, perhaps investigating the wilds of Lord Varn’s land nearby (as they were uninterested in employment in work so “boring” as a standing army or patrollers for Seamus’ crew).