Trade Way Penitent Day 11:
Rumors reached me of bandits ambushing a caravan along the Trade Way. I gathered allies and led an investigation. We tracked the attackers to an abandoned mine, where we encountered a hostile, well-armed group and eliminated the threat.
Among their spoils, half the chests proved to be mimics - an odd and troubling discovery. Why a merchant caravan would transport such creatures remains unclear. The rest of the cargo was unmarked, leaving no way to identify its rightful owners.
The reward was modest. Abandoning the goods could just empower different group of bandits so more out of duty rather than greed, I chose to recover and sell what little remained.
Justice prevailed.
Come, show me what passes for fury amongst your misbegotten kind!
