In a dark and damp bar in the cursed lands, a rough looking man is sitting. The bar maid looked like something out a horror movie, and the bar itself had not seen any kind of cleaning for years. So the smell of old puke and mead was lurking in the bar, to anbush anyone that walked in with a nose that works.
Even tough the man looked rough looking, he dont seemed to fitt in a place like that.
A man with a big scar in his face and a pegglegg walked in to the bar, he looked like shit. He was bearly walking straight and pushing things over one his way. He was making some chaos in the bar and this was angrying the bar maid and the others in the bar, they was going to give the trouble maker a good beating. At this point the rough looking guy was standing up, and it looked like he was towering over the others, the people wasent sure if he wa that tall or if it was becouse of the power he emited when speaking.
Dont you fools see, that this man need help.. not a beating? Let him be before I deside to make it my case to learn you some manners. He gave out a sigh and smiled to the scared man and the other whent back to minding their own busnies. What trouble you good sir? The scared man sat down next to the rough looking man. My name is Horten, you are indeed right I do need help. A panicked look apeared in the mans face and he become pale and his voice started to shake. Me and some friends was on a adventure, but we where not prepeared for what was lurking at that place. Im the only one of that survied and our group numbered about thirty. Tears started to stream from the man face. The rough man took a hand on Hortens shoulder and spoke with a calm voice, dont worry you are safe now. Tell me about what hapend so that I can seek out Justice for you and your friends.
Even tough the man looked rough looking, he dont seemed to fitt in a place like that.
A man with a big scar in his face and a pegglegg walked in to the bar, he looked like shit. He was bearly walking straight and pushing things over one his way. He was making some chaos in the bar and this was angrying the bar maid and the others in the bar, they was going to give the trouble maker a good beating. At this point the rough looking guy was standing up, and it looked like he was towering over the others, the people wasent sure if he wa that tall or if it was becouse of the power he emited when speaking.
Dont you fools see, that this man need help.. not a beating? Let him be before I deside to make it my case to learn you some manners. He gave out a sigh and smiled to the scared man and the other whent back to minding their own busnies. What trouble you good sir? The scared man sat down next to the rough looking man. My name is Horten, you are indeed right I do need help. A panicked look apeared in the mans face and he become pale and his voice started to shake. Me and some friends was on a adventure, but we where not prepeared for what was lurking at that place. Im the only one of that survied and our group numbered about thirty. Tears started to stream from the man face. The rough man took a hand on Hortens shoulder and spoke with a calm voice, dont worry you are safe now. Tell me about what hapend so that I can seek out Justice for you and your friends.