Around 12 noon in Wester Town, a group of 5 adventurers were leisurely walking along the streets.
"We should spend a night in this town, it's a long way ahead for the next village." A buffed middle-aged man wearing plate mail from head to toe and a broadsword on his side was leading the 5-man team.
"Let's find an inn fast! In need to wipe myself off. It has been 3 days of travel by boat without a bath!" Complained a woman in her 20's, with pointed ears and a signature long bow on her back. She is clearly an elf.
"At least we first fill our stomachs, I'm already starving. We have run out of our dried food a while ago." Suggested a thin young man wearing all black, also has a bandanna covering his mouth and a set of knives all around his waist.
"Surely that can wait till later right? I, no we all stink of sea!" The elf woman didn't give up for her long awaited bath.
"Who cares if we stink!" the thin young man shouted to her.
"I care! Even if you don't by I CARE!" She didn't want to loose, you shout at me!? I'll shout at you!
Just as the buffed middle-aged man was thinking which one to choose.
"Ale, we run out of wine and ale." A meter tall man suddenly interjected at the side and with just a few words.
He was also wearing a full plate armor, a morning star dangling on his side and a huge wall shield at his back.
"ALRIGHT, WE CHOOSE WINE! I mean we eat and buy wine." The leader has already spoken so the buffed man led the way to the place were wine is.
Yes the meter tall man was the leader, to be precise he is a dwarf.
Out of the five, another figure wearing a hood and carrying a huge staff on its right hand didn't speak but quietly followed them.
So a middle-aged knight, an elf ranger, a young assassin, a dwarf defender and a mysterious figure walked on the road of Wester Town.