The World Of Gaea: The Chosen Few

Session 1: Destiny Begins pt 1

"In the beginning, there was Nothing. And from Nothing, something became."

- The first words written about the creation of Sol, the God of Creation and the first God.

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Inside a tavern, a bartender is cleaning a mug as he watches his patrons drink, eat and discuss life. The bartender sighs as he suddenly hears a door open. The bartender turns and sees a Dwarven male with medium slicked back black hair, long black beard, blue eyes wearing a bronze set of heavy armor with a warhammer on his back and a shield on his left arm. The Dwarf quickly walks towards the bartender and hops onto the stool.

???: Good day sir, how's business been?

The bartender smirks and shrugs.

Bartender: Here in Nid-Yest? Alright I guess. New to town?

???: Aye, I am. Here on a holy mission for my Goddess.

The bartender raises an eyebrow.

???: A Goddess huh? And which one do you follow?

The Dwarf smiles.

???: Why I follow Gala, the Goddess of Life!!

Bartender: Ah, I see. Must be some important mission then, if she sent you to the middle of nowhere on Soleanna.

???: Of course. Say, you haven't heard of any weirdness in a cave have you?

Bartender: Actually yeah, I have. Got a job posting for it right here.

The bartender shows the Dwarf a piece of paper that says: "Need help clearing out a cave, more details to be delivered once you arrive at Nid-Yest. Need at least 4 adventurers. Will pay 120,000 Gold Piece for completion of quest.". The Dwarf whistles as he reads the paper.

???: That's alot of gold. And they want four adventurers?

Bartender: Must be a huge problem. And you're the first adventurer to arrive here.

???: *sighs* Guess I'm waiting huh?

The bartender nods and the Dwarf shrugs.

???: Oh well, can you give me a Dwarven ale please?

Bartender: Sure... If you give me your name.

Dadgrir: *chuckles* It's Dadgrir. Dadgrir Underblade.

The bartender smiles as he fills a mug up with ale.

Bartender: Well, nice to meet you Dadgrir.

The bartender hands the mug to Dadgrir and Dadgrir grabs it.

Dadgrir: Same to you good sir.

Dadgrir takes a sip of the ale and lets out a nice long sigh of content.

Dadgrir: Ah yes, that hit the spot.

Dadgrir sets down his mug and starts fiddling with a dark metal ring on his right hand ring finger.

Bartender: Married?

Dadgrir: *softly chuckles* Yeah, but she would tell you that I'm more married to the job.

Bartender: Heh, I know the feeling. But she's still with you right?

Dadgrir: Yeah, she is.

Suddenly the two hear the door open and the two turn to see an old tall male humanoid turtle wearing brown monk robes, a golden sun hat, and wielding a wooden bamboo staff and a red gourd around his waist. The turtle man looks up and Dadgrir sees that the turtle's eyes are pure white.