"Good, good, pledges all around." The silvered nobleman beamed with a pleasant grin, laying a gauntlet upon the great scald arm of the towering dragonborn, continuing on in his dialogue, "As it seems that was a wise choice in my doing. To have your pledge as well is a welcome outcome of that decision, is it not?"

Withdrawing his hand, the paladin at last came to note the woman speak up amidst the diffusing but still very much lively chaos; many voices, challenges, concerns, exchanges. It was all rattling as they went to get in edgewise, but the old knight was not about to let it get away from him, oh not in the slightest. He turned to survey the crowd, some of which was dispersing others of whom were drawing in, all for varied interests or purposes. Boldly, to so form those invested and whatever rewards might come, the tabard chested man in his old, worn-in chain spoke up.

"If you haven't business to attend to, dear people, the display is over. For those of you bold enough to try your hand at remedying this issue on your own honor, perhaps you should consider stepping forward." His voice carried, just loud enough for any onlooker to overhear. Granted the peasantry by and large were not about to pledge themselves to some cause of the nobility, they had not the desire or audacity to step out of line for most, and certainly were devoid of the means to undertake a quest as dubious in nature as to put down two quarreling families.

But what rewards would come? Honor? Wealth? Adventure? Surely some measure of them all.

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