Rest here weary travler

*puts out fire*

no.

*friendly inn noises*

*cheering and laughing*

“What brought you to this rest stop small one?”

"A search for glory, for honor, and fortune."

“Ah... I see. Have a drink.” Says the old and wise orc.

" Ah, may have a drink to wise orc?"

"I heard tell of some work around here. Just need the money. Don't much care what it is"

“I heard the same young one. I wonder who it was. I got a letter in the mail, inviting me here.” He gestured around the room.

*enters the room and takes a look around* A hooded figure at the corner of the room says "Ive got a job for you. It will require bravery and honesty."

“That would be us.” The orc says in a deep voice.

"Alright... You shall sneak into the king's hold, to find the legendary horn of Fjorson. Then you shall have your payment" says the hooded figure

“Ooo! An adventure! Let me join!” A small, pink, scaly person looking thing pipes. She had been listening in! She made a stupid face then stood up with the group and headed out the tavern.

JUST STARTED!

Thank you kind sir

alright

Ahh. finally... shelter'