A Final Attempt (adventure recruitment)

It’s known by now that there’s a horrible curse upon a local mining town. The people there are gruff and hardy, they always have been, but over the past few years they have become less in number, more stubborn, and practically devoid of any emotional response. This is for the simple reason that children are constantly going missing, in fact, the last two or three are incredibly well-guarded by all the wives of the town, and a few husbands, while their spouses work, be that in the town or out of it. People have been hired before, to find out where their little darlings have run off to, but no one has ever been of any use. The mines are still being worked, to a degree, no sign there. The forests have been picked and combed. Nobody can find them.

There is one, with still some hope. The lone barkeep with a ruddy face and a well groomed, but still untameably bushy beard. A human man, who lost both his children but never stopped hoping they may return. Gyleon Barrick has some greys in his hair, but he has strong arms and a smiling face. He thinks he must be missing something. Something obvious to adventurers, people who may have some kind of experience with this type of thing. He hopes to find people willing to find the children out of the kindness of their hearts, but he’s not opposed to coughing up the little coin that he can, and he’s sure the townsfolk would be happy to open their coinpurses as widely as they possibly could if their children were returned.

This is a last attempt by Gyleon to find them, after that he feels he has no choice but to move on. He travelled to Waterdeep to find people to shove in the back of his wagon and get back home as fast as possible. By all accounts, he’s talking to everyone, asking them to send friends, family, anyone who might be in the adventuring gig down to find him. He’s waiting as close to the South Gate as he possibly can, on his wagon, refusing to sleep until a good party of people assemble before him.