Jerrith the Sage
A large merchant caravan on its way to Lord Britishs castle
never showed in Britian today. Hours after the scheduled arrival, Lord Britishs
guards issued a call to arms to help find and protect the Merchants. Looking over the
cities merchant logs showed that the caravan would have been heading through the mountain
pass near the dungeon shame. This area is known for orc raiding parties, and there have
been several warnings of a rogue group of evil mages roaming the pass.
Shortly after the call to arms went out, there was word that the
mountain pass had been barricaded off and bodies could be seen lying in the road. The
Adventurers took up arms and headed to the mountain pass, taking the back roads to bypass
the Orc fort the adventurers hit the pass. Stopped dead in their tracks by crazed mages
and a blockade made of rubble and barrels left from the wreckage of the caravan, the
adventurers fought a great battle. Magic flew through the air, one spell after another, as
Adventurer and Evil mage fell.
The merchants lay dead in the road, none left to speak of this
terrible ordeal. Rage in their hearts, the adventurers rallied and swept clean through the
last of the mages. After which, they gathered up all the merchant supplies to return them
On arrival in the city, heads hung low for the loss of the
merchants. Lord British, caring more for the loss of his people, gave the supplies to
those that helped try to save the caravan.
The city of Britain thanks thee for thy efforts.
From the Town Cryer - The Journal of Ultima Online, Thursday, April 8th 1999