Last night was full of dreams, unsettling ones indeed. Each of you remembers to have dreamed something that you have never dreamed about before. You dreamt about the moment when you meet each other, however briefly it was. Then the dream turned dark and unsettling, as images of the ruined tower of Umbrasol takes the scene. A groan filled your dream, and as you approached the tower it became louder and louder, until you woke up. Covered in sweat and shaking, you had to force yourself to calm down before you could go back to sleep. The next day you remember the dream vaguely, as if it was being erased from your memory.
Rachel
It was going to be one of these days. The tavern was full and she got called in to help. If only they knew you were studying such important scrolls! You mentally sighed and came in to the inn. By 5 pm you were already super tired, and the show was just getting started. As patron after patron came in, your gaze lingered a little bit on Yarl. You`ve known him from almost all your life, he has always been gentle, if a little secluded in his work. As your eyes linger for a little on him, enough for him to notice, the familiar elf enters the tavern. You`ve known him from a few years back, when he came into town. But you cannot react, as after him comes the hunter, Reva. Your cousins have told her a thousand times to use the backdoor, but there she was again, hauling a big bag of game by the front door.
Alanari
As it has became a sort of tradition for you, you find yourself at the Tapperly Inn, the local tavern. The dusk seems to be some sort of love potion for you with this place, feeling drawn to the inn once the shadows become large and slender. As you push the door open, the smell of roasted meat and spilled beer fill your nostrils. You take a deep breath in, this was what you came here for. You notice several patrons that you see regularly, along with a couple oddities. The Tapperly girl was here today, something you did not fail to notice, since the young lady does catch the eye. For some reason she seems oddly attractive to you, as if she was elven, even you know for a fact that she is a human.
Mot
Ah the late evening. What an amazing time of the day. The morning is to cold this season, but the warm midday and the warmer evening of the fall are just perfect. Perfect for earning some copper. The Tapperly family had call for you earlier, they had a rat infestation in their basement and there was no way to get rid of the vermin, or so they claimed. With a knowing smile you agreed to came later, disguising the reason behind "rat behaviour". In reality, this was a perfect time to snatch some good treats from the patrons. Tonight, as you push the door open, not without some effort, you have to dodge a dangerous looking elf to take a good look inside; you notice a few of your customers, like Yarl the smith. You also notice Reva entering behind you, the tough looking woman you met in Umbrasol a few winters back. She almost crushes you under a big sac of carcasses, you assume she did not saw you.
Reva
Hauling the hunt from Umbrasol to the Tapperly inn has always been a drag. Quite literally. Today is no exception, as the Inn has a busy night and has requested double the amount of game. As usual you ignore the request of getting in the inn by the back, and you push an elf out of the way as you push a big sack of asorted game in. Just as you setle the big bag down you see Mot dodging the big sac of meat, jumping to the side.
Yarl
The day at the smithy was a particularly difficult and heavy one. Your mother has taken the job of loading you with work, so that you do not have enough time to visit Shordin, and today she had done an excellent job, otherwise you-d have not found yourself in the darling company of a big pint of beer at the Tapperly inn. From your seat you can see Rachel stare at you for a moment, which was not bad, she was lovely, if a little bit odd. She made you think of Shordin, somehow they were both alike. When you were in your head, there was alittle ruckus at the door, and you snapped out of your day-dreaming when a rough looking woman almost smashes one of the patrons with a sac full of what appears to be meat.
Thadd
The dream has sparked a joyous day indeed in the life of The Great Thaddeous. Undoubtly sent by his deity, such a purposeful dream was meant to guide him to Glory and reknown! Hopefully also treasure, god knows it is hard to sustain the first two without a decent amount of money. Whatever had happened in that old tower needed to be sorted out, and he needed to be at the front shouting the “charge” order. How could it be a glorious battle without a cavalry charge? There was surely going to be a battle, right? Thadd surely hoped so.
As he strides purposefully to the Inn, his mind thought of one thing, and one thing only; to gather the most illustrious group of adventurers Solmir had ever seen. Much to his surprise, the moment he pushed the door open, the three persons in front of him couldn't deviate more from the image he had in his head.