Commencing Investigations

The dirt road stretched endlessly before them, flanked by thick trees that swayed gently in the breeze.

The sun was high in the sky, casting a warm glow over the traveling merchants as their carriage rolled along the uneven path.

Inside, the traders spoke in low voices, exchanging idle conversation and counting their wares.

The journey had been peaceful so far. Too peaceful.

Then, the driver stiffened. His grip tightened around the reins as he squinted his eyes at something in the distance.

A group of figures stood in the middle of the road, unmoving. At first, they seemed like ordinary travelers, but something felt off.

The way they stood, the weapons strapped to their backs, there was an air of menace about them.

As the carriage rolled closer, the merchants inside finally caught sight of the group. Their hearts sank.

Bandits.