MONEY TOWN
“Thus, what is of utmost importance is to attack the enemy’s strategy.”
—Sun Tzu
Knight Captain Sir Attas of Ghas was a three-battle veteran from the Falconsrealm Order of the Swan. He stood mountainous and undauntable at the head of fifty knights sprawling down the road, armor crashing in the distance as horses shuffled. Mud pulled at hooves and boots. Snow loomed.
He stood before an equally enormous man named Shon Tollrith, the head of the moniers’ guild and effectively the mayor of the small town that employed them all. Shon was a likeable man upon first meeting, smiling beneath a gray beard and gnarled in heaps of furs and heavy cloaks against the cold. Captain Attas handed Shon the scroll he’d been given, unread and unopened, and watched the older man’s eyes carefully a
