Rickard dodger stands proud on the podium of town center where he clears his throat and brushes his long locks of blond hair backwards in silent stare at the public goers. "Ladies and gentleman. It has come to my attention that our city is in fair danger of being overrun by the populace of undead. I have hereby consolidated my assets to create a merchants guild called the Firemane Company, which will be given its first order to manufacture a means against the dark resurrection of those fallen in these times."
Rickard holds up a small bag of liquid with a pendant around it like a rope knot, wrapping it around his own neck as it glew a bright green. "These devices will be handed out to every citizen within Dragonport, and also shipped out to other lands within our trading posts such as Ivargard. This will also be a means to help stave away the chances of loved ones being brought back from their timely demise and prevent further outbreak of the undead plague." One of his shoppes end up opening up with such satchels and distributing out to the public.