Two nights before I must set off to guard a trader, I came across a young man who seemed quite eager to listen to my tales of travel. The moment I mentioned my Caravan services his eyes lit up, the boy struggled with coin. It wasn't a problem for me, for I offered him another form of payment. Time. He looked frightened, wondering if I'd turn him into some form of bandit, but It's far more mundane than his young mind believed. He'll be my forge hand for six months. Learn a valuable trade, and truth be told I feel generous. He'll receive a handsome living wage, all of this when we return from Dale. He has said that we shall prepare not too long after mid spring, for he has a wedding to attend to. I hope the boy is up to the challenge, for it is hard work.
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