Troubles at the Sunrise Coast

When I entered the room, I took a moment to note that the shabby decorations really did not do justice to the power of the room's sole occupant. The occupant was giving me a look that seemed to indicate that my visit was the highlight of his day.

"Good evening, Latro. It's been too long."

"It truly has, Naeser. And it seems that life hasn't been too kind on your hair."

"You are quite observant, as usual. But where are my manners - please, have a seat. And a drink, you might need it."

A couple of minutes and a formal hug later, we've been sitting opposite each other at the lone table.

"So, Naeser, will you tell me why you asked for me to come? Not that I mind, of course."

"I'm afraid that trouble is brewing on the Sunrise Coast. The High Magister of the Lands is dead."

"That's not that unusual. People die all the time, you know."

"This time it is. There is talk of assassination."

I nearly choked on my drink.

"I- I thought people in the east did not do this sort of thing."

"They don't. It seems that rumours point to spies from one of the Northern kingdoms."

"That is serious then. Do you know if any of these rumours are true?"

"No idea. That's why I need your help."

"Alright, I see where you're getting at. Go to Keneilan and other places, if need be, find out what indeed happened, report back to you. Right?"

"Not exactly, my friend. We don't have enough time for this. I will be going too, although not with you. I expect to reach Tubadel in two weeks and a day - you should meet me and report there. Also, you will not be working alone this time."

"Who else is involved?"

"You know I can't tell you. It's just for your - and my - own good."

"Of course. Well, I don't have any time to waste then. I shall leave immediately."

"Don't worry about that. I arranged for a clockship flight across the Sandsea tomorrow morning. You can rest for tonight - you are a wealthy Tievese merchant now, better get used to it!"

We finished our drinks in silence.

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So this is a random map and a shabby attempt at writing. Comments appreciated!