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 Post Posted: Sat Feb 11, 2012 7:03 pm 
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The town of Sandwich lives up to both parts of it's name; the soil is very sandy, and there are wooden derricks standing over the half dozen brine wells which provide most of the town's income. Now a casual observer would swear that there aren't enough people present in Sandwich for it to be listed in the Imperial Census as a town; nor could there really be unless the shacks of the peasants are severely overcrowded to the point of bursting (which they don't seem to be). Nonetheless, Sandwich remains a town from Census to Census; neighboring villages like to spend the occasional evening in their various taverns wondering how, and if they could use the trick themselves.

What else would the casual observer see? Flowing by the town is the Softwater River; barely navigable by canoe, prone to flood in season, and somewhat mineral to the taste; but a good source of fish. In the town itself, somewhat above the river, is the provincial salt warehouse/boiling house (and the wood pipes of various sorts leading to it), a tavern, a smithy, a general store with an adjoining pawn shop (two owners, a connecting door, and a valuable source of men for the townsfolk to hate), some barns; and the assorted shacks, huts, and homes of the residents reflecting their taste and income. Well, mostly their income.

One other noteworthy aspect of this town turns up after a bit of asking around. As with many saltworks, several salts are actually isolated from the brine as it boils. One of them, mixed with some other ingredients, yields firedrug (gunpowder); the provincial salt warehouse sells it in modest quantity to citizens of respectable appearance at the legally specified price. Others have to pay a bit more, or so it is said.

Outside the town, down the road a couple of furlongs, is a small monastery. Most of their income comes from their grape arbors, though they also raise a few coins providing hospitality to travelers. The abbot is considered an important man by the townfolk; many (if not most) of their various problems and squabbles are taken to him for resolution. The mayor (every town must have one) is quite content with this; he can usually be found in the tavern carrying out his official duties over games of chess and glasses of monastic wine. Indeed, one could be forgiven for thinking those are his official duties; it would take a careful observer to tell otherwise. His wife, alas, is vocally not such an observer; hence his frequent custom of the tavern.

The tavern itself is a wood frame building, in need of some paint, called The Salted Bush. This midday it has half a dozen locals sitting around one of the half-dozen trestle tables, the mayor and a friend playing chess at another, a tapster behind the bar, and three adventurers coming through the door. Though not strangers to the place, they are not natives.

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 Post Posted: Mon Feb 13, 2012 3:00 am 
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A tall elf, dressed mainly in green, strolls into the tavern. "Three lunches, please." he calls out to the tavernkeeper.

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Teddy raises his nose and sniffs a bit. Something in the salt refining process is doing a number on his sinuses. He follows the elf in and looks around to claim a table for the three of them.

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Kinzie trails along behind the others, almost looking not part of their group - for one, she's a skinny, distracted young woman and not some budding troll or gallant elf. For two, she's not really paying attention to them or where they're going, distracted by some contraption in her hands. As the troll goes to secure seating and the elf converses with the barkeep, Kinzie wanders towards a wall with a window, opening the shutters to let in a modicum more light to illuminate her tinkering.

"I still don't understand why it didn't work," she muses, mostly to herself.

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"I dunno, Kinzie. If it had worked, it could have saved us a lot of trouble."

He takes a seat at a table near the window the young woman is standing by.

"Sit down. It will be easier to tinker."

Teddy, though young and gangly for a troll towers over both of his companions. He stretches his legs out and sighs.

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 Post Posted: Mon Feb 13, 2012 7:23 pm 
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The tapster comes up with some bowls, fills them with a stew which is mostly root vegetables (chicken can be seen within if one looks), and brings them to the table with a couple of loaves of bread. The troll gets one loaf and the biggest bowl, the others split a loaf. "Ale or wine today?"

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Teddy looks hopeful.

"I don't suppose you have tea?"

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The tapster considers this for a second. "Tea. Yeah, the kettles on; it'll only take a few minutes. Got the black for you, the green's gone."

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Teddy claps his hands together.

"Excellent!"

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Kinzie, eventually, takes a seat, plopping her rucksack down on the table and rummaging around for some tools. As soon as Teddy's done ordering tea, she says, "Wine, please," without looking up from her work.

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"Wine, thanks." says the elf. "And do you perchance know of any rumours of the presence of rare magical tomes? I'd like to start a collection."

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"Rare magical tomes. No, can't say that I do. Wine it is." A couple of goblets of wine appear fairly quickly, a pot of tea and a mug several minutes later.

At the request for rumors, the handful of locals shake their heads and then go back to their own affairs. The mayor, smiling, comments after a second or two: "That sounds like a question for the Abbot or the pawnbroker. If you're looking for the truth, better ask the Abbot."

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Teddy tucks into the meal, after carefully preparing a cup of tea. He leaves it to cool as he eats.

When the mayor speak, the troll arc an eyebrow.

"Abbot? How would we get there?"

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The mayor replies "The monastery is a quarter of a mile down the road to the east. Whoever is at the gate will know where you can find the abbot and whether he wants to be found right then or not. Mid afternoon is usually a good time."

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"Excellent!" grins the elf. "We shall pay them a visit directly after lunch."

He applies himself to the task of finishing his stew.

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