Ocean Currents
A queer sight rises over the western crop from the seat of Goldsea - travelers. A duo of horsemen carrying the Sunguard’s banners and donned in the characteristic winged greathelms of the Phoenix Guard. One continues on the stretching roadway through the region towards Gem’s Rest and through to the greater Dawnspire, while one veers away to the Palace itself for their delivery.
The letter passes into the hands of appropriate parties with a stamp of an unremarkable, yet deeply blood-red, wax. Indistinct, yet, characteristic of the ways of Thanidiel Highdawn.
To Regent-Lady Iszornae of the Goldsea; Scion of House Sunshatter,
In the months past, Serdar Truefeather saw fit to assign me, Thanidiel Highdawn, to the control of Autumnvale. With the Sunguard’s obligations to foreign soil temporarily relieved, I am now able to take assessment of the situation of this village and its surrounding matters.
What concerns me most for the province’s health as a whole is the disuse of the western land-route that goes through the mountain-pass close to this village. As you may be aware of, by now, Lordaeron falls: Quel’Thalas has lost its buffers - we can no longer rely on the protection of the Warchief’s navy in our seas. The Dawnspire province is particularly vulnerable to the coming naval blockades that the Grand Alliance would impose unto us, as we have grown to rely mainly on the eastern trade routes in recent hardships.
The trade must continue to flow, as must the wheat of the Goldsea, through the Kingdom proper. I have assessed the situation of the trade-pass. Yes, the presence of another sect of ‘Broken Men’ has been affirmed to remain.
However, as I write you, the army assigned to my command works vigilantly in the dismantlement of these bandits, maintaining the pass and its infrastructure where it has been neglected, and the protection of all lawful travelers within our jurisdiction.
I propose to you this - assist in the reestablishment of this route. The markets beyond our mountains hunger for the Goldsea’s trade in a time of scarcity and isolationism amongst our people. Make yourselves the first to regain these markets as the cowardly balk and stay idle.
Let the caravans flow like the riverwaters that feed your lands. I pledge the the presence of eighty-two soldiers trained by my own hand, at all times, at the pass: such a force supplemented by your own guard will assuredly deter the smaller force of Broken-Men in the region. In good will, I also pledge that every bushel stolen or destroyed by an enemy of the State, as determined by Lieutenant Harthen Brightvale of Fury Company and a Goldsea representative of your choosing, within Autumnvale’s limits to the end of the pass beyond will be reparated at the rate of four silver per bushel.
In exchange, I ask that the Goldsea not only pledges the Village of Autumnvale first-pick from its western caravans, but also pledges the price of one silver and sixty copper per bushel for a duration of two years upon a date of signature.
Should these terms prove satisfactory to the Goldsea, then I will ride personally to the Palacegrounds to create and sign our agreement into contract alongside you and your’s.
Courage and Cunning, Thanidiel Highdawn of the Dawnspire
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