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For many nights Llewen sat thinking of how he might gather the workforce necessary to turn his 380 acres of dense brush and forest into farmland to uphold his oath to Princess Helia. He could ask people directly--but that would take precious time he might not have. No, he would need something more efficient. After a chance incident passing by a paper nailed to a door seeking workers for a small shop, Llewen got his idea: he'd make a flier of his own. While in town he'd heard of the war in Vel Anir; perhaps there would be some refugees from there seeking a good home. These lands also had to be home to many hunters and woodsmen, that perhaps might be seeking lodging.
He spent some of his pittance on paper and some ink, and began penning multiple fliers. Once morning came, he began to ride swiftly, nailing his notice to many of the roads surrounding Mardus. The message was simple, and clear:
He was exhausted, but he arrived before nightfall and awaited any arrivals, giving in to sleep once evening had fallen. Would anyone come at all? Or had his pledge to the Princess been for nothing but his own exile?
He spent some of his pittance on paper and some ink, and began penning multiple fliers. Once morning came, he began to ride swiftly, nailing his notice to many of the roads surrounding Mardus. The message was simple, and clear:
WANTED: VOLUNTEERS, REFUGEES, HUNTERS, WOODSMEN, AND MEN-AT-ARMS
HOUSE MERRICK NEEDS SKILLED AND HARDWORKING PEOPLES AND WILL OFFER ROOM AND BOARD TO ANY WILLING TO WORK. WE SEEK TO RECLAIM THE LAND AND TURN A FOREST INTO FARMLAND. ANY WHO VOLUNTEER MAY RECEIVE A PIECE OF LAND TO CALL THEIR OWN AND MAY BECOME A VASSAL OF HOUSE MERRICK.
FOLLOW THE OLD ROAD WITH THREE FALLEN PINES TO CASTLE MERRICK AND INQUIRE WITHIN TO LLEWEN MERRICK.
(the last part is hastily scrawled) HUNTERS, PLEASE BRING YOUR OWN EQUIPMENT.
Llewen posted the notice as far as he could ride without getting lost, then hurried back to Mardus. He purchased as many axes and woodcutting tools as he could afford, then at last made the journey back to Castle Merrick. He'd hoped he would arrive before any potential volunteers, as he was the only one who resided in his castle at the moment, and it would be exceedingly awkward if someone were to arrive there first.HOUSE MERRICK NEEDS SKILLED AND HARDWORKING PEOPLES AND WILL OFFER ROOM AND BOARD TO ANY WILLING TO WORK. WE SEEK TO RECLAIM THE LAND AND TURN A FOREST INTO FARMLAND. ANY WHO VOLUNTEER MAY RECEIVE A PIECE OF LAND TO CALL THEIR OWN AND MAY BECOME A VASSAL OF HOUSE MERRICK.
FOLLOW THE OLD ROAD WITH THREE FALLEN PINES TO CASTLE MERRICK AND INQUIRE WITHIN TO LLEWEN MERRICK.
(the last part is hastily scrawled) HUNTERS, PLEASE BRING YOUR OWN EQUIPMENT.
He was exhausted, but he arrived before nightfall and awaited any arrivals, giving in to sleep once evening had fallen. Would anyone come at all? Or had his pledge to the Princess been for nothing but his own exile?
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