After a pleasant dinner, your party is the only ones left in the camp, as the others present had finished their task and gone home to their families. As you are sitting by the fire, Adolfo elaborates on his primary task of this trip.
"The Silver Road was formally established by the Johnson Family several generationgs ago as a last ditch effort to keep from going broke. It was successful beyond their expectations, and the patriarch established a number of compounds to help keep the enterprise going, putting one of his children in charge of each. One of them you saw just outside Venza. Another sits by Tritower, and others are strung out until the Road ends in Gist.
Everything was fine until the old man died, and the driving force behind the unity of the enterprise died with him. His own children continued to cooperate, but his grand children could not agree whether to cooperate or who was the best to inherit or even what menu to have at family gatherings in many cases. The one exception was the branch controlling the outpost by Venza, mostly because there was only one surviving heir. At any rate, when the time came for the grandchildren to take over, the enterprise fell apart. The branches in the Baronies proper fell to bickering amongst themselves and with each other as those in power in that region are prone to do. Only the branches in Gist, Tritower, and just outside Venza remained even partially functional. Than the time for the great grand children came and the sole heir to the Venza branch decided he didn't give a jot about the family business, and was more interested in playing the dandy in the Baronies. His only contact with his inherited estate in that time is his father's funeral and the occasional visit from his lawyers to sell off more pieces to fund his debauchery. The Broken Log used to be owned and ran by the Johnson family, but was amongst the first things sold.
That was 25 years ago, and you can see the effect it has had on the compound and the road itself. While local traffic between the farms and estates keeps the Venza to Tritower portion of the road from fading away completely, business between Venza and Tritower has stagnated. It has come to my attention that the former dandy, now drunk, bitter, and unpleasant from all accounts, is currently living with his cousin in Tritower, the only place left that he is tolerated amongst his family. Now an old man, and with no wife or children, when he dies, there is no heir to the estate this time, and I intend to propose that my family step in and fill the void. The estate has long since ceased to be of any value to either Thomas, the current owner, or any other branch of the family, and having to deal with the legal proceedings should Thomas die in the current scenario would be an expensive nightmare for his cousins.
For myself and my brothers on the other hand, it is a golden opportunity. We could stand to gain not only all the space we could hope for to run our operation from, but if the trip is successful enough, perhaps we can walk away with a business deal or two with the remaining member of the Johnson family."