Provo, the workaholic's town. While the Starscourge plague had severely slowed down activity, business continued on. It was almost as though the plague hadn't been a factor at all as the residents continued to work themselves as though they intended to work themselves to death. Caius personally didn't go to Provo very often. The plague was a reminder of what he had dealt with for a decade, even if it wasn't in the same form that he remembered. Just being around it freaked him out, so he really only went to Provo when he felt he could drum up some business in the area, or was just passing through. But sometimes he popped in just because... Well... It was Caius. People were in trouble here just as much as they were in Torensten and Sonora. He couldn't ignore them. They were in need of mercenaries and saviors as much as anywhere else.

This time around, Caius had taken a bulletin board job in town that came from a group of farmers in a village just off the main town. Apparently something -- or someone, had laid a curse on them and they needed someone to figure out the source of the curse and kill it, and hopefully return them to normal.

It was there that Caius arrived, alongside Vordun, a blue-scaled Fire Drake that was just a bit bigger than a large horse. Luckily for Caius, a village nearby that he and Vordun had saved had spread the message of a man and a small dragon who had saved them, which had made it a bit easier for Caius to travel through this area without suspicion. Though he still didn't dare risk the main city. Still, Caius and Vordun would step into this village, and Caius immediately noticed some sort of ruckus going on at the square...