Invite from New Vera
As you toil along in your everyday activities a young man is seen walking holding a horse by the reigns, the horse seems to almost be leading the man, as he is looking around curiously and whimsically. He spots you and heads your way, as he draws near you notice that he is not well armored and only a single short sword hangs from his hip. His under-tunic is a deep red color, and the long cloth hanging from his sash had a dark golden lantern woven into it.
“Hello fellow traveler!” He says with a slight nod and a smile as he walks up to you. “I have been sent far and wide from the great city of New Vera to spread the word of a festival that will be taking place before the high moon. We wish to raise awareness and bring people from all corners of the Continent, the Empire… nay the World, to our city to partake in our festivities. It just so happens that this years festival will fall on Ranshire’s beloved kings birthday, and in his honor, His Grace of New Vera hope to have the largest celebration yet!” That being said he opens up the large leather pouch at his side and pulls out one of the many small battered paper envelopes inside. After holding it at arms length and observing it for a moment he hands you the folded paper.
“That is an invite to the festival, really everyone is welcome, but His Grace of New Vera wanted to make the occasion special with these personal invites. This also contains a ticket for any ferry or leafboat going to or from New Vera if you need it!” The man says with laugh as if you wouldn’t be needing it. “And if you do choose to come make sure you bring your wits as well as your fighting gear. There shall be fighting, dancing, poetry, and riddles to partake in as well! Well stranger, I am off to spread the word for what short time I have left abroad, I set my course for home within the month. Good day to you, and I shall hope to see you shortly!” With that the man continues on his aimless path whistling and talking to his horse until he is no longer in sight.