The light of the setting sun illuminated the small town. Most of the houses were dark, but near the wharf stood a large wooden building. It was a tavern. Old and worn, it was nevertheless sturdy and well-built. The signpost above the door rattled slightly as is swung in a faint breeze. The painted tankard on it could just be made out. Inside were several men, mostly sailors spending the night. They appeared to be gambling, losing themselves many a coin. But they laughed drunkenly and continued.

Some less drunk but much older men sat around a table near one corner, talking quietly.

"Did you hear about it all?" said one in an undertone.

"Aye," said another, "all them young fellas wandering off to seek lost treasure." He shook his head. "Should've learned by now. Such adventures come only t' naught, mark my words."

The first man was about to reply when suddenly there was a loud bang, and into the common room stumbled a figure, clothed in worn travel gear, one arm seeming terribly injured. Everyone jumped up, and the innkeeper rushed over to help the man, but nothing could they get out of him save these words: "The Monster, he's coming for me! Help! Please help! Gerret!!"

-So there's the first adventure start, open for five people. I would advise you start as someone in the room, but you don't have to. Just bring your character in however you like.-

-Ash-