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Cilion and Blue see the older dwarf approach them. He says loud enough for the rest of you to hear, "I'm looking for some people to do a job for me, if you'd be interested. I'm leading a shipment of goods down to Phandalin. It's south-southwest of here, but it could take a while for any goods...

Clouds filled the air of Neverwinter. Smoke floated away from the chimneys of the houses as the sounds of commerce could be heard all across the market square. Inside a tavern sat an older dwarf, drinking a flagon of ale. His graying red hair was braided back in a ponytail, and his beard was...