At some town boards in Lunorth a strange poster appears. Most people aren't exactly sure what it means. It sounds like quite the sarcastic answer to something Lunorth officials might have hung up in the protectorate of Exilia.
It reads as follows:
"HEAR YE HEAR YE
Are your breads too tough? Are you looking for a better place to get freshly baked bread?
Take your family and your inconveniently quadrupedal mounts and come to the protectorate
of Exilia to eat better bread.
Housing, work and bread will be provided!
Exilia is an exciting city perched on the most northern cliffs high above the sea, known for
it's stupendously good bread, the unnervingly huge birds called Larks we use to ride,
and of course the ridiculously deep trench shielding it from enemy attacks. Seriously. It's ridiculously deep.
Not to forget those dolphins with their muscular arms who tend to wreck enemy ships with
their heads. Yes. You read that right. Their heads. (Don't question them, neither do we.)
Anyway.
Pack your things (not your bread though, you won't need THAT where you are going) and travel
to the glimmering city of Exilia. Don't forget to visit the market during the Great Exilian Bake Off,
and celebrate Breads-Giving with us every first Sunday after full moon.
Upon arrival contact the authorities and let them point you to the next bakery.
Did we mention we have really good bread?"
The poster is not signed nor does it bear any official seal, and in the whole of Lunorth there are just a hand-full of posters to find.
But they all smell suspiciously of garlic butter...