In the tavern room in one of the corners, there is a half-elf ranger names Vexster. She has tan skin, blue/grey eyes, and black hair in a braid. She is wearing leather armor and you can tell her weapon of choice is a longbow.
In the center of the room sits a Barbarian named Willter; worn and weary. He stares at the drink before him with his Great Axe leaning against him. His eyes are black devoid of color, his hair a muddy brown, and his skin scorched by the sun and dried by the desert. He wears no armor except for simple animal hides or straps. He takes another drink and continues to stare silently once more.
Mara jolts back to reality with a start, spilling a bit of ale on herself, but catches it before any more spills. She reaches for her trident - still there, leaning against the wall with her pack. She looks around the room, taking note of the figure in the center with the large axe. She shakes her head confused about where she is. What was the last thing she remembered? Screams? Moaning?
She decides to walk over the the barkeep. Otherwise she'll ask the one with the great axe. "What is this place? Where am I?"
Vexster ,seeing a person approach the barbarian, is hoping to hear some useful information when the 2 start to converse. She is trying to keep her cool as she is confused where she is and what happened prior to waking up that she can’t recall.
Willter looks up as one of the patrons ask the bartender about the tavern they're in. She's definitely had too much to drink. As he scoffs at the thought, he finds he too has no idea where he is. He sobers up instantly and pushes back the bench, no longer looking at the drink before him but around him warily.
Where is here? He ask as he holds the Great axes handle with the head still on the floor
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In the tavern room in one of the corners, there is a half-elf ranger names Vexster. She has tan skin, blue/grey eyes, and black hair in a braid. She is wearing leather armor and you can tell her weapon of choice is a longbow.
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In the center of the room sits a Barbarian named Willter; worn and weary. He stares at the drink before him with his Great Axe leaning against him. His eyes are black devoid of color, his hair a muddy brown, and his skin scorched by the sun and dried by the desert. He wears no armor except for simple animal hides or straps. He takes another drink and continues to stare silently once more.
Mara jolts back to reality with a start, spilling a bit of ale on herself, but catches it before any more spills. She reaches for her trident - still there, leaning against the wall with her pack. She looks around the room, taking note of the figure in the center with the large axe. She shakes her head confused about where she is. What was the last thing she remembered? Screams? Moaning?
She decides to walk over the the barkeep. Otherwise she'll ask the one with the great axe. "What is this place? Where am I?"
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Vexster ,seeing a person approach the barbarian, is hoping to hear some useful information when the 2 start to converse. She is trying to keep her cool as she is confused where she is and what happened prior to waking up that she can’t recall.
Willter looks up as one of the patrons ask the bartender about the tavern they're in. She's definitely had too much to drink. As he scoffs at the thought, he finds he too has no idea where he is. He sobers up instantly and pushes back the bench, no longer looking at the drink before him but around him warily.
Where is here? He ask as he holds the Great axes handle with the head still on the floor