When the convoy enters Silverno, the streets are lined with cheering people. While they are certainly happy to see the convoy they also look tired, cold, and scared. It doesn't take long before the group is met by the town's leadership, a small four person council led by the Mayor - Gwen Severson. Intel says she is a 45 year old woman, but this raven haired beauty doesn't look a day over 30. According to the file, she has been mayor for the last 12 years and has led the town to prosperity and peace. When she talks, everyone feels like they are the only person there, she's quite magnanimous.
"We sure are glad to see you folks. Ever since the Simvan teamed up with the demons trade has come to a standstill. No caravan's or traders have been able to get through for weeks. Whatever you got we can buy, and pay in silver!"
She takes the time to shake each person's hand and personally welcome them to Silverno. Walcott returns the pleasantries and sets the group in the rooms above the Trail's End Saloon. She suggests everyone meet up in the bar later to figure out what to do while trade negotiations are going on. The Trail's End is the most popular saloon in town. Like most saloons, it comes complete with a small inn upstairs and has many shows and games to pass the time away. Because of the general caliber of people in Silvereno, the Trail's End tends to be a pretty friendly, laid back bar, with few serious fights or altercations. Prices are a bit higher than elsewhere because it's so safe and popular.
The bartender is an ex-wilderness scout and amateur prospector known only as "Buck." He is a 53 year old human who claims to have "seen it all." If he can be believed, Buck once scouted for the Coalition Army, was partners with a Cyber- Knight named Sir Richard Vandaveer, killed the notorious bandit Black Marvin (he disappeared 25 years ago), lived at Tolkeen (17 years ago), battled Xiticix, rode with the Saber Warriors in the Pecos Empire (when he was a young'en), and has been a scout, mercenary, prospector, trapper, saddle tramp, and now, lives the quiet life of a barkeep. Buck stands about six feet tall, has a bionic right arm, and has a weathered look about him. Although a bit gruff, down to earth and a braggart, Buck has a certain charm about him.