Goldbang69

You’ve just arrived in a swampy, dim town. As you look around, your gaze is met with shacks and cabins. It smells of rotted wood and wet moss. You duck and step into a tattered tent, illuminated by a series of candles suspended in the air. At the back of the tent, an old hag raises her head, “What brings you to this dingy town? she begins, then pauses to study your face—”Ah, it’s you. I’ve been expecting you. Sit,” she gestures at a cushion, “Tell me your story.” ((How do you respond?)) Balin Ironshot steps forward while pulling back his cowl, he removes his bow and quiver down next to him while sitting down on the cushion. he would take a moment to study the face of the old hag, he strokes his bread hesitating to speak. "Aye my story begins about a month ago" he clears his throat and leans forward "Yes... I was home with me parents enjoying the peace and comfort, I got home from me shift guarding the city. Reports were coming in from traders and alike claiming that an orc horde was approaching our mountain, I like the other dwarves would shrug the news off claiming we could hold our mountain for the beasts. A few days would pass, and we received less and less traffic till nothing, no one would arrive at the gates till... the goblins started to arrive then the orcs and the trolls. We would hold our ground for 12 days." he pauses and looks at his hands before continuing "12 days and 11 nights, wave after wave those blasted orcs would attack till, they breached our walls and gained entry. They would take less than 3 hours to reach our king and less time to slaughter the citizens. I was one of the lucky few that managed to flee the horde, but the orcs wouldn't let us go so easy." "I would be with a group of Seventeen, mostly workers who had no experience fighting let alone swinging an axe. I with two other soldiers tried to lead the group to safety but worgs and goblins alike tracked us down for 4 days, each day a handful would perish or be dragged away by the hunting party till the last. There was only 6 of us left and we were surrounded, we held our ground but exhausted. I have run out of arrows and went in close to a worg pulling me dagger out but the beast got the best of me" he would trace his finger over his scar "but in that moment a loud horn would blast, and arrows were let loose striking each filth down. I would look up and see those that saved us elves cladded in their golden armour on top of their mounts, they rode down and made sure that no worg or goblin was left and rode off leaving us alone." he would slightly chuckle to himself "Elves are annoying but they did save us so I thank them for that, but I would give them a speaking too for leaving us! any who, after that we ran as fast and far as we could and made camp. After that we headed out and explored looking for any civilization, for 3 days we walked till we found a remote town occupied by humans. At first, they were standoffish but allowed us within their town and rested within their inn, some of the dwarves were happy to remain in the town but I with another didn't. The mayor of the town showed us a map of the area and we left the town. He wanted to go west I wanted to go east, and we went our separate ways and that's how I ended up here." he would lean back and exhale as he remains locked to the hags' eyes.