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You young adventurers begin your journey in the small town of Harken, seeking fame & fortune as most do.
You've only been in town for a day, and you've heard rumors of Goblin raiding parties, Giants roaming the countryside, and of course the Darken woods...
Needing a good meal and fine drink, all of you find yourselves in Heroes Hall.
Heroes Hall is the local tavern/ inn.
It is here, that the group meet each other for the first time, or perhaps you traveled together on the road, whichever it might be, all of you are here now.

A heavyset man with a brush red mustache raps his knuckles on the wall, gathering every patrons attention.
"My name is Mister Vandernman, I am seeking men or women who can handle themselves, and protect me and my wagon of supplies, I will pay each person one hundred gold coins."
A dwarf with a hefty axe by his side, looks from his mug of ale "Where to?"
The jolly man smiles and mumbles a reply.
"Speak up man!" a patron said from the back of the room.
"Through Darken woods...t-to Evergrim." answered the merchant. 
"REORX BEARD!" the dwarf shouted as he went back to drinkin. 
All the patrons went back to whatever they were doing before the merchant came in.
"200 gold?" the merchant asked, raising the price.
But they ignored him.
He was about to offer another price when the bartender stopped him, "None will set forth into Darken woods, it's rumored to be haunted."
"Aye, and there be witchery, black as night, evil dwells in them trees."said an old man at the bar.
"But I need to get the supplies thru, won't anyone come? I'll pay three hundred gold." The merchant said one last time.