[center][h3]Threeson - The Town of Criminals[/h3][/center]
Threeson was always a town of crooks and con-artists, trying to make their way. Well, the majority of it was. Those who could get their pay straight and stayed in their own business were allowed to move to the Northwestern fourth of the city, dubbed 'Richtown'. If Brock Sinclair was truly here, finding him would be tough within the three fourths of the city that could hold him.

You drop off Jen's horse at the stables before walking in with her, hearing her grunt with disgust at the streets of the city. [color=pink]"The order has always tried putting paladins here. Every time they were driven away. If they had listened to the Light they would know the proper way to do it,"[/color] Jen said as you two walked towards a more run-down building, a couple of paladins sitting outside it drinking their cares away and hitting up the various wenches the city had.

You probably shouldn't touch the wenches.