You are walking through the forest at night, when suddenly you hear a voice behind you say, "I wouldn't move if I were you." You turn around to see a shadowy figure advancing towards you. You start to run, but suddenly you are grabbed by the front of your shirt and you hear the voice continue, "Don't follow directions, do you? Good! I like people who do what they want. Follow me. I'll walk slowly and make a lot of noise so you can keep up." Even so, you have difficulty maintaining the brisk pace and nearly silent movements of the stranger. A few hard hours later you come to a low campfire. By its light you can see that the stranger is a badger. Touching his one facestripe, he says, "My name is Onestrype Durando, leader of the Nomad League. We are a network of wanderers, vagabonds, and nomads that range as far north as the land of Martin himself, as far south as Malkariss, and as far east as the far shore of the Great Lake. We communicate through messages sent by birds, and anyone, vermin or goodbeast, is welcome as long as they are honorable.
Mission, money, and rank system