The Draconian Vale

Prologue

Four strangers..

For each of your various reasons, you’ve been traveling through the Eastmarch Downs and find yourselves nearing the crossroads not far outside of the small town of Ossalgard.

It is a pleasant day, on the verge of Summer’s Turn, and on this late afternoon, the sun hangs low and heavy in the distant horizon as you make your way down the road. There are a few other travelers on the roads, covnerging on the same crossroads as yourself. You can hear birds chirping in the nearby forest, and the creaky thump of a wagon as it wends its way south toward Ossalgard.

As you approach the crossroads, you find yourself within hailing distance of your fellow travelers…

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