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[h3][url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x2UulCWGess&t]Harbour Ward[/url][/h3]
[i][b]Late Evening, 28th of the 6th Moon[/b][/i][/center]
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The Harbour Ward is a short ride north of Haven, situated along the coast. Void of the natural protection of the cliff walls that protect Haven, the Harbour instead relies on high stone walls and battlements. The ward is full of new inhabitants for Founders Day, and taking advantage of the potential shoppers, an impromptu market has been raised alongside the piers, where traveling merchants peddle their wares. Exotic goods from Amnon and Eclor are featured predominantly. 

One merchant sells a treasure chest he swears can't be opened, plundered from a haunted ruin in the wastes outside Runestone. [i]"Who among you manage the will to open this magical chest?! 10 gold and the riches of a ancient tiefling king can be yours!"[/i]

Beside the stall, a caravan lays in wait, where the master stands atop his mountain of goods, strung tight to his wagon. He has the look of a man whose been in some fights himself, leaning heavily upon a spear, fierce eyes and a scar across his face. [i]"Strong men of stout hearts, hear me! Bandits waylay the road to Ravenhold. Who among you can muster the courage to aid a merchant in his travels? Accompany me and safeguard precious goods and earn gold! Yes, you heard me right! Not copper! Not silver! But gold! We ride out now and be back by morning! Blades and bows to me, and upon my arrival, 25 gold a man!"[/i]

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