It started with a mysterious envelope that appeared amidst your belongings in the middle of the night. Inside was a small shield-shaped talisman and a letter written on the finest parchment. The letters were hard to make sense of at first, but they swayed and shifted in front of your eyes, forming the following message:
You are invited to join an elite, exclusive mercenary company, The Storm Brigade. Make your name, make a fortune, see the world!
Your adventure is just a wish away. Take the talisman firmly in your hand and call out ‘Addigrue Stormtower’
Addigrue Stormtower is in no way responsible for death, dismemberment, and other teleportation mishaps. Pay upon completion of jobs. Housing provided.
You did it. You packed you belongings, grasped the talisman, and called out. In a flash of light, you found yourself teleported into a cold, stone room. A bell is clanging in the distance. Out the window, you can see that the room is high up, looking over a small, ramshackle town.
Soon the door opened. A yawning halfling walked in with a bottle of wine and a loaf of bread. She grumbled to herself as she sets the meal down on a table, then walked over to a shield on the wall. Standing on her tiptoes, she slammed her hand onto the shield, pushing it into the wall. The bells in the distance stopped.
“Food’s for you. Addigrue will be by shortly. “
With that, she turned around and left you alone in the room.
Was this a mistake, or the start of your next great adventure?