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"Be it so known that the bearer of this charter has been charged
by the Swordlords of Restov, acting upon the greater good and
authority vested within them by the office of the Regent of the
Dragonscale Throne, has granted the right of exploration and travel
within the wilderness region known as the Greenbelt. Exploration
should be limited to an area no further than thirty-six miles east and
west and sixty miles south of Oleg’s Trading Post. The carrier of
this charter should also strive against banditry and other unlawful
behavior to be encountered. The punishment for unrepentant banditry
remains, as always, execution by sword or rope. So witnessed on this
24th day of Calistril, under watchful eye of the Lordship of Restov
and authority granted by Lord Noleski Surtova, current Regent of
the Dragonscale Throne."
That's your letter of Marque. The Bureaucrats back in Restov that gave your group the charter didn't seem to think they'd ever see or hear from you again, but they stated flatly that if the wilderness didn't kill you outright, Restov would be sending reinforcements to Oleg's Trading post -- where you are supposed to check in, in a matter of days.
On your last nights in Restov before departing by Cart for Oleg's Trading post, Chatter about your group regarding the charter to map the stolen lands was met with incredulous faces or outright laughter. One loud drunkard thought enough to consider the charter as good as a death warrant. People had gone to the stolen lands before, and they'd never been tamed. No matter how many parties that seemed to be sent, nor how many greedy nobles wished to see the region pacified.
Perhaps this expedition would be different...
Ilamin Medvyed
