On a warm summer night in late Klarmont, the town of Threshold was once again quiet. A bloody melee down the street from the now-dark market square had come to a decisive end. The town guard had hauled off the losers and the onlookers had gone back to their ales or spread through town to share what they had seen.
In Old Town, situated on a small island in the Windrush River, the city's poorer residents drink away their troubles and some of the town's more questionable enterprises take advantage of the islands narrow alleys and near omnipresent darkness. West across the twin bridges lies the rest of town, with its well-spaced homes and buildings, and wide streets lit by the occasional lantern. Now quiet and dark save for a few well-lit taverns and the temple, the stillness belied booming nature of the border town, all of which would become obvious at again dawn.
The powerful and self-made Lord Bost had assembled a group of promising young adventurers to help in his more dangerous commercial enterprises. So far, they had reclaimed the old mill from giant vermin and kobold squatters, captured an abandoned castle of ancient origin held by a goblin king and his retinue, and chased a foul necromancer out of his hole in a hill west of town, twice defeating his evil creation, the thoul.
While the necromancer, Ederick, had fled to the west, his allies, members of a local criminal organization called the "Fangs" still plagued Threshold.
This day was an eventful one as the group many knew as Bost's Rangers had obtained leads on the disappearance of Marie Takish, daughter of a powerful council member, and managed to slay and capture many suspected members of the villainous Fangs.
The party again split up to engage in a variety of tasks, Ashala to report to her uncle, Talsarios and Alanna to interrogate the prisoners, after a fashion, and Artanis to track down the sword-stealing thugs that had nearly killed him ignobly in the nearby alley.
Nathros and Mycah had yet to declare a path, and the young Brandon Bor was just returning home with his torchbearer, unaware of the evening's events.
IC for Old Ways Ch. 1