On a Loredas morning in Hammerfell the blazing sun rose upon the small town of Kozenset. After a night of heavy winds and a light sandstorm, a building housing mercenaries was found with its door wide open, flapping back and forth wherever the wind pushed it. The stench of death came from the inside, bodies found limp over beds and chairs with blood painted across the floor all over. The display was horrific and not a single person saw what happened, but the guards cleaned up the crime scene with promises of pursuing and investigating the situation further.
Whispers of two of the mercenaries going missing sprung up as the talk of the town, speculations of betrayal and other gossips flowing around the recent events.