*Whispers are heard around cove....*

[Floating Rumors]

A few recruit's were setting around a table in a local tavern, Drink a few ales and talking about the current news around cove...A seldom man dressed in a dark cloakc sets in the corner sipping his ale by himself, hearing all that the men have to say..."'ey Fred, did yer go to dat Dragoon's Tournament?" "Yah,ah was Bob. insane 'ow much 'e was throwing around for prize money! One Hundre' thousand!" "I know! How in the worl' does someone ge' that much gol'?!" The man setting in the corner suddenly speaks up and says "I know where 'e gets it.... People talken about some gold vein hiden deep inside the Covetous Mountains, that'll give yah gold nugets bigger than your head!"

"Wah?! Covetous? an' that Dragoons been hogen it all!" The men stand up suddenly and rush out the door to fine this so called "Gold Vein"