To move things along...it is evening and you have entered the great hall at Castle Wickersham
Castle Wickersham’s once strong walls are now crumbling. One large gate tower has fallen and lies now in a heap of rubble. The keep has fared better than many of the the other structures in the town, but the defenses are sadly in need of repair.
Sir Miles Wickersham has summoned you to the great hall of the castle to discuss his plans.
Already seated in the great hall are a dozen men, you recognize Erlander, the castle wizard, Sir Langley, a young knight, and the others are men-at-arms of the keep. A stranger is also present. He wears the garb of a woodsman.
Sir Miles looks tired. The recent zombie incursion has got him worried about the perimeter of the town. He runs a hand through his hair and then braces himself with both hands on the long oaken table.
Our town was once a thriving community, a hub of commerce and agriculture in the northlands. God Fall hit us hard. Like many of you, I remember seeing the devastation when the falling star hit Pallandria. It shattered the silver goddess, causing large pieces of her to rain down upon the realms. Firestorm and earthquake consumed the great elven forests to the west. How much of the Pendrian Empire was destroyed? We do not know. Each village, town, and individual has been too busy struggling for survival to find out.It hasn’t been easy. We have fought off sickness and disease, starvation and predation. Our walls, battered as they might be, helped to protect us against human predators and those that are not human. Needless to say, it has put us on the losing ground. Our town is quickly dying. I don’t believe we will make it through the next winter without help. We need manpower...able bodied craftsmen, builders, and farmers to restore our town walls and grow more crops. There have to be more people out there in the same dire straits as we. Go to them, let them know that the walls of Wickersham can offer them safety. Seek out those that can help our town grow...
We will begin with two groups of men...oh and rana...pardon me, Milton.
The first group will be led by Sir Langley and will consist of six men. Sir Langley is my right arm. His skill is much needed in Wickersham, but the need for this mission to succeed takes all precedence. The second group will be led by Aldaran...he is has come out of the wilderness, a ranger of the Tanglewood Forest. Aldaran is the son of the legendary ranger Alden, friend of the people of Cormandy and of my father, Lord Wickersham. His honor is unquestionable and we could not ask for a better ally.
As leader of this town and lord of the castle, I can offer whatever assistance I may to this cause. Our armory is limited and supplies are low, but you need but ask and it shall be granted if possible.
Sir MIles gestures towards the banner above the great fireplace. It is the standard of Wickersham...a rampant golden boar upon a field of blue.This is the banner of our town. It will be a notice to all that see it, that Wickersham is not dead. You will be accorded the authority of being my representative.
There is little that we know about the realms now. The capital city of Cormandy is many leagues to the south. The southwest road leads to Marshtown and the Cormandy Bay. Before God Fall, ships would port there and trade brought to and from Cormandy, the capital city, to the south. It was over a year since the last news came to us from Cormandy. The the west is blight...the westlands suffered heavy damage from God Fall. It is also a source of evil. Unnamed horrors have been born in the westlands. The north has a great chain of mountains and the dwarven kingdom. We don't know the fate of the dwarves, but the evil that invaded our town today seems to originate in the north. To the east lies the King's Road and the long arc down to Cormandy. Many small villages and some castles lie in this direction. It is unknown whether the local lords were able to maintain order or provide protection for the people.
Your goal is two-fold...first scout the area around Wickersham. Report the danger to our town. Your second goal is to direct good people to Wickersham. Provide directions and protection when possible for those that would benefit our town.
We shall discuss the details while we dine.
Sir MIles motions to a servant and trays filled with fresh bread, stewed apples, and roast chicken, are placed along the table. Pitchers of good wine are poured into the glasses.
As you know, this is not the common fare of Wickersham, but to mark this occasion...we shall celebrate and pray for good fortune for our town.