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The Descent

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The mountain air drifting off of the Killanthro mountain range was unusually chilly this morning as the normally busy mining outpost of Jacob's Rest laid almost abandoned. The small mining town's workers were all in their homes praying for the safe return of their co workers or simply enjoying a day off. Over the past few days notices started appearing all over the towns and cities which laid inside the Northern Serendipity region which read. 

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To all brave adventurers, mercenaries, or sellswords.

The mining branch of the Venture Co. trade guild is seeking help rescuing lost workers after a cave in led to the led to their unfortunate disappearance in newly unearthed tunnel system.

Reward to be negotiated and paid out upon the safe return of said miners or proof of their death

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Inside the town's main office sat a small tubby man who ordered the contract to be posted. His office was warm which contrasted sharply against the chilly mountain air as he began writing letters to the lost worker's families apologizing for their assumed deaths and waiting for the possible arrival of a few brave mercenaries who he heard accepted his contract.

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Farrimond Sharf was having rather a bad day. Giving his weary feet a rest for a change, he chartered a wagon to take him up into the mountains, and paid well for the service, only for an axle to snap halfway up. Trudging the rest of the way, in the rain, he found there was no room in the inn, so he proceeded directly to the small local gaol, a single-cell affair, only to find out that the condemned man he'd been sent for to execute had been broken out by his gang the day before, ergo stiffing Farrimond of his fee.

He was about to leave this anthill town behind him when he spotted a "help wanted" notice nailed to a post. Farrimond could hardly read, but he could recognize enough of the words by their shape, "reward", "paid", and "safe" specifically, that he guessed it may be something worth his while. He walked to the largest building in town and there made his inquiries.

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