Today was his big day. He'd finally leave this place and begin his work as an adventurer. But... where to start? He decided he'd mess around a bit, and see what the word was. He decided to head to the tavern first. Everybody knew him there, and likely knew the word around town a little better than he did.

He approached the door and took a look at the sign. "The Open Palm Inn". He always found the name a little odd. It had Inn in the name, yet it really wasn't an inn. Just a tavern. Or at least, he though. Huh. He opened the door and stepped inside. A rush of booze heavy air rushed out towards him. He swore you could get drunk off the fumes in this place. A few nameless townsfolk sat at the various tables, eating food and drinking away their sorrows. He looked to the barkeep. [url=https://i.pinimg.com/736x/df/b5/c3/dfb5c35141ec1b97ab9085b862b85461--npcs-rpg-bartender-rpg.jpg]A rugged man stood by the counter, filling a mug.[/url] His name was Milner. He was a usually a pretty nice guy, but could get a little pissy during the busy hours. Morti pulled up a stool and waved over to Milner. After checking for anyone needing him, he walked over to Morti.

[i]"Word on the street is your leavin' town. Care to confirm?"[/i]

[i][color=a187be]That'd be correct. Need a new source of income. Gods know I sure as hell ain't gonna find it here. Gonna be one of those adventure types. Y'know, the ones you hear about from all the barkeeps, like yourself."[/color][/i]

[i]"Heh, well, you're already pretty infamous here, though I don't think that's worth much. Bit of a shame t' see ya go. You brought a certain... spark to the community."[/i]

[i][color=a187be]"Heh, yeah, well, maybe I'll come back here one of these days. So, what's the word?"[/color][/i]

[i]"The word, eh? Well, apparently a pair of kids got attacked by some Gnolls. Girl got kidnapped, apparently, but the boy still lives. Should be in town. Down by the ol' fountain."[/i]

Morti gave a nod and flipped a coin towards Milner.[i][color=a187be] "Guess I'll check it out. I'll miss ya man. Take care of the place while I'm gone will ya?"[/color][/i] Milner gave a slight laugh before waving off Morti. Looks like a customer was wanting him. Morti got up and headed outside.

So, the old fountain. Guess he'd check it out now.

Some bloke was standing up on the fountain, shouting something about Gnolls before the onslaught began. Rocks were hurled, as well as whatever could be found towards the boy. Well, he [i]was[/i] looking for adventure.  Guess this'd be a good place to start. He walked out from the crowd and leaned up against a nearby post, staring intently at the boy. 

[@Poi] [@Wick]