The first one would be: "Looking for people to repair a bridge, earlier experience is considered a bonus."

And the second: "Looking for a historian, who knows the Amian history. Especially the Guldorand region."

Both pieces of paper has the instructions of leaving a message to the Nomad's in Cordor, for a person called Zach.

Amenia would be passing in the area where the notes are posted and stops to read them. She smiles as she turns to leave, making note that she would need to speak to him when she saw him again.

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-Current Characters:
Tsalan Ksidran (Silver Dragon Disciple)
Serina Feivrilana (Sorc)

Feonir tosses a note up on one of the boards, for no other reason then his ADhD commands it.

"Guldorand has a unique history, to be a part of it all you need to do is go out, get yourself a nice large tree, cut it the fuck down then get ambushed by undead, golems and giants and a myriad of other beasties on your way to selling it...

They've had it rough ever since the first loggers left Cordor to settle the damn place though the cart drivers seem to have no issues with the aforementioned beasties so you could ask them how they navigate it.

Oh and mind the tomb stuffed with undead and the defiled remains of one of the loggers up there, tradgic story that. For that tale you would have to ask, Guston I think is the name. Gustav or something, was definitely a G word."

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"I'm going to spend all my money on ale and whores." "Okay roll for whores." "That's 1d4 whores right?"