They say the Duke's head has gotten too big for that coronet. He might be fancying a crown for himself instead. Overheard in the Drowned Elk, a local tavern.
As Liam walked through the market square, he noticed several brightly colored wagons that hadn't been there the day before. There were bolts of fabric hanging from them; shimmering in the morning sun in hues of gold, purple, and green. Several men and women were gathered around the wagons hawking the colorful textiles. One of the women met his gaze and gave him a wry smile, beckoning him to come closer. His hand strayed to his purse, instinctively protecting his coin upon drawing the attention of the Bravani.
Shit rolls downhill. A common saying in Northampton.
Faustus Olafson is the uncle of King Francis Leopold III and duke of Northampton.
Liam Cobb is the son of a grain farmer, born in the village of Glenshire in Brisland.
The Levy Guard
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