Forgotten Realms - Hazel Dale 'The Beginning'

[GoodGuyy]

The Tavern was crowded with races from all over the Realms, Elves, Dwarves, Humans, Gnomes and even a couple of Orcs. It wasn't suprising the weather outside was awful. It had been raining for days with no letting up.

The fire was roaring away, shadows and light were flickering from face to face. A Man stood, He was dressed from head to toe in a black robe, his face was hidden in the shadow of the hood. Slowly and deliberatly the man pulled his hood back and moved directly in front of the fireplace. His long hair was Raven black and tied back with a strip of leather. He sported A goaty beard, and his eyes were a deep blue.

The man began to speak.
'I leave tomorrow, on a quest the like of which has never before been seen in these parts.' His voice was deep and sounded old, althought the man himself looked no older than 30. The man had attracted some attention, the room began to focus on him.

'I need brave, or maybe foolish adventures to come with me. Is there anyone here tonight with the guts for a journey into the unknown?'

 

[prrrfect]

im brave enough , i rise out of the crowd that has gathered lets say im very used to this sort of trail . i go up and stand by you my long blond hair and athletic figure makes me stand a mile out .
somebody shouts from the crowd " shes a women "
i reply " silence "and now the person who shouted out cant speak oh i forgot to metion im a witch. I smile nicley at the crowd but my eyes glint wickedly in the moonlight