It was may 30th of 1822. The last day of a month that was characterized with turmoil. Your family’s youngest, little jack carter, fell Ill. You did all you could but, in the end, it wasn’t enough. Then your wife, sweet Dorothy carter. She was the kindest soul you’ve ever met, so when she had to deal with such a loss well, you should have seen it coming. You damn well thought she’d die of heartbreak but no. She ran out. Told you this land was tainted with death and disease.

Perhaps she was right. Perhaps that terrible rant of sorrow could have foretold what came to your house. You reckon it was a fallen lantern or untended candle that started the fire. You don’t feel a great deal of remorse though. You didn’t have much left to lose and really, you needed a reason to escape. So, you packed what you could into your carriage and got your mare, the last reliable thing in your life, and headed off to

>Whitewater
A fairely town nestled between a Great Lake and the woods, which allows it to have a great market on logging
>Frankboro
A sleepy little mining town that lies adjacent to cave rich in iron.
>Louisville
A massive and bustling town full of people and opportunity. They are building a railway there.

(Note, some challenges in this adventure will require certain rolls to overcome)