[Basin] An Orckish Caravan Looking For Trade (GM/AGM please)

[Ralzari Malian]

Brightening 7 Cycle 1 in the Month of Imperos, in the Season of Autumn, Era II of the Celestine Mandate, Era XIV Post Fractum

Days had passed since Ral and the caravan had set out on their mission to trade their goods for supplies that were much needed amoungst the orcs, food and drink. All of the orcs were tired and needed a good rest, but their mission at hand was too important to be able to stop. So the bolg figured out a way that they could continue trading and take a good rest at the same time. The caranvan was now headed to the Great Basin of the Centripaxian Heartlands, the main port of trade for the whole province. Here they would go to the East Shore first and then the surronding towns, were trade came into Centripaxia, and setup their caravan so they could trade with the locals and hopefully with the merchants coming into the province from the Lauryllian province. And while they did this it would give all of the orcs plenty of time to rest, stretch, eat and do whatever else they needed to do.

As Ral and the caravan approached their destination the first thing that was largely noticable to Ral was the dams the were built over a river to connect Centripaxia to the Lauryl province. As Ral looked upon the dams he knew that this would be a prime place for trade, with all of the merchants entering the province. And the merchant towns that surronded the Great Basin and its dams. The next thing that Ral noticed was the many ferries that were crossing the river with their loads of goods they wished to trade with the towns that littered the basin's shores. This would definatly be an ideal place for them to trade some more of their goods, it seemed that the bolg had picked quite a good place to trade with this time. The last place they traded with, Primus Gadeo, did'nt exactly go as smooth as they'd wished, so it was nice to see such an ideal place for trade. "Maybe trade go smooth dis time," Ral thought to himself as they approached the town of East Shore.

Once they'd made it to the town, the bolg ordered the caravan to halt right near the town's edge. Since Ral had been riding alside the bolg the entire trip, the two had become almost friends. Escpically since it was quite a long trip and the two had done quite some talking. "So wad da plan bolg?" Ral asked the bolg. The bolg looked over at Ral with a slight look of excitement on his face and said," Well firs we gonna trade wid dis town, which called east shore, den we gonna travel along all da towns dat surrond da Great Basin. Da Great Basin where we at now, it wad da shara call dis basin where much of da provinces trade happens. Dis is prime spot for trade, so we hopefully do good." Listening to the bolg it became quite apparent to Ral that the bolg knew much about the lands of the Empire, so he became curious. "How lat no so much bout da Empire's land. Ju seem to no lots bout da different towns," Ral asked? "Well me done lots of tradin in me day, so me no lots of da shara cities. But now me need ju to enter dis town an talk to whoever in charge and get dem to come talk to me bout tradin. Dey would probly see us a threat if we brought da caravan into dere town, so we stay ere while ju go talk to da town leader." Upon hearing this, Ral gallaped away from the caravan and entered the town of East Shore. As he came to the center of town, Ral was well aware that everyone knew of his presence there, because everyone was starring at him. Since everyone was already looking at him and a few men were approaching him Ral said,"Me need speak wid da towns leader. Me ave a trade propoasl for him."