The gate shudders under a fresh удар, timber groaning in its braces. A rider slams in on a sweat-soaked horse, foam flying from the bit as the animal skids in the square.
Town Guard rushes forward with spear and shield, but the stranger slips from the saddle in a heap, one hand clawing at the mud while the other points back down the road.
Grachus
A rider brings news from the road.
The Rider
No time, please. An army is coming. Not raiders, an army. They are marching hard, and they will be here before dusk if you do not bar the road.
The Town Guard kneels beside him, catching his shoulders before he can collapse fully. Behind them, Elara stiffens, and the Council Elder turns sharply toward the gate.
The Council Elder
An army? How many banners? Speak plainly, man.
The Rider
Three, maybe more. I saw iron, pikes, and torchlight on the hill road. They know this village stands open.
✓ Quest Accepted
Learn how many enemy banners are coming
“Tell them to bar the gates to the village after grachus leaves. He is going to scout the armor and possibly stop them on his.”
SUCCESS (Legendary Agility, rolled -2)