Advisor Description
Captain Jameswalten had been apart of a secret cult that awaited signs of the coming one true king that would unify these broken lands, whispers on the wind told of a man, Alex the Chosen as he is called, it is said Alex has displayed great feats to acquire his title.
Jameswalten, being the ripe age of 54, his retirement long overdue. The Captain was desperate along with his cult of followers to find the one that one lead them to a better future.
Jameswalten had two of his soldiers approach Alex and invite him to a meeting at the local tavern in a room that was resevered.
Alex cautiously accepted this offer and worried that he somehow had gotten himself into trouble, considering he was asked to meet with the captain of the town guard.
Alex arrived that evening to the tavern at the room requested, upon entering the room was not occupied, although Alex seen a table set with multiple glasses filled with what appeared to be some sort of strong drink.
Alex hesitantly took a seat checking to make sure his dagger was still secured to his hip, a tall man hald balding with grey hair enters the room a fancy long sword dangled from the sheath as his hip, he walked up and confidently sat down in front of Alex saying, "Greeting Alex, I am glad you decided to come, have some of your wine."
Alex peers down at his glass then quickly looks up saying, "I am quite alright, I have never had a taste for such weak sophisticated drink." he then asks "Why am I here, why did you go through this trouble to call me to this tavren at such a late hour."
Jameswaltern smirks and slams his fist to the table saying, "Relax! I did not call you here for town business, or should there be a crime I should know of?" he then laughs loudly.
Alex scratches his head letting out a sigh of relief saying, "Oh yes of course, It's perfectly normal for the Captain of the town guard to call in a random newcomer to the tavern at this hour to have casual conversation."
Jameswalten pulls out a note and lays it on the table saying, "Inside here details the prophecy of a man who should unite these lands and enforce true justice for all its people, who would cleanse us of this corruption that has been seeded even into our towns monarchy" he goes on to say, "My hopes is that man is you Alex, you are known as the Chosen and have proved yourself a strong leader or so the rumors say" he goes on to ask "Would you allow me to serve as your Advisor and to assist in all the ways that I can, I have many loyal followers who feel just as strongly as I and we have been waiting for you."
Alex ponders slowly as he scratches his chin thinking to himself, ", well it might be useful to have the town guard on my side if he is this off his rocker it might be dangerous to decline the offer." then saying, "Yes, I will accept any assistance you might provide that is beyond my own wisdom."
The two of them continued on for a few hours as Alex read over the note, the two later parted ways for the evening with plans to meet every so often to discuss Alex's progress.
Reflections On Your Mother
In my dreams this night I was greeted by the Dream Whisperer, she has told me that it was not a time for sleep and that I must wield the sword of the Ruler of Kings, perhaps there was some merit to what the town guard had told me in that note, I was also told to record the following 'Reflections On Your Mother'
Relation Description
Elizabeth is a five foot 6 inches tall human woman, she has mid back length brown hair and hazel eyes, she has a soft and fair complexion, she appears to be somewhere between 21 and 28 years old.
Elizabeth appears to be clean and has a flowery scent likely from bathing regularly.
Elizabeth appears to have a delicate frame with small hands and feet.