Marcel the merchant has long been known as a keen, savvy businessman
in the town of Britannia. He showed his intelligence once again by hiring a large group of
mercenaries to escort him to Trinsic as he carried a valuable gem to his waiting
associates. A group of no less than 11 brave souls, including Haj, Marcels longtime
personal bodyguard, escorted the wily tradesman as he set out from Britannia and headed
Meanwhile, in Trinsic, a fiendish mage named Drexel, and his
business partner, Lord Rikor, began building a mercenary force of their own, with the
intent of attacking Marcel at the bridge between the two towns. It appears that Marcel had
either heard word of the intended attack, or he felt that such an ambush was inevitable,
for he endeavored to remain in the midst of his troops, to lessen the chances that he
would be harmed, or the precious gem stolen.
When the forces met at the bridge (popularly called the Z-bridge by
local residents) the action was fast and furious. Drexel and Lord Rikor, however, had
pulled together a much smaller group for their intended ambush and their forces were
quickly overwhelmed. The victorious Marcel continued his march to Trinsic. Drexel and Lord
Rikor are believed to have disappeared once it became obvious that they were overmatched,
and their whereabouts are currently unknown.
His foresight in hiring such a large force of attendants again came
in handy a bit later when his party was set upon by a group of skeletons who seemed to
materialize from the forest around them. This time the fighting was much more dangerous as
several Bone Magi were present and set about casting spells at the surprised band of
travelers. They too were dispatched though, and again Marcel forged on southward towards
the walled city of Trinsic.
Unfortunately, there was still one surprise in store for them. A
lone assassin, perhaps hired by Drexel, accosted the small group, aiming his attacks
directly at the Britannic businessman. This0 caused alarm among the weary guards who were
ill-prepared for his violent attack. But they rallied to their employers defense, and he
was chased off the road by a small contingent of Marcels forces.
It wasnt much longer after the attack when they finally
reached the walled city. Though it is not known for sure what each man received, Marcel is
well known for paying his employees well. Most of his men seemed happy to be within the
confines of a city once again, and out of the dangerous wilds. Marcel himself was quoted
as saying, "Neer again shall I travel the roads of our fair land without an
armed escort. I was as surprised as anyone to learn how dangerous the wilderness has
become between Britain and Trinsic."
From the Town Cryer - The Journal of Ultima Online, Wednesday, February 11th 1998