Thomas enters the village travel worn and weary. he hopes to meet some new adventures who can help him finish the job of clearing out the nest of bandits in the southern pass known as deaths mouth. Finding a pub he orders a ale to wash down all the road dirt he has accumulated.
Excited about seeing the man so weary looking Morton asks to share the table and before he can even get a response he sits down.
"You look like a man that has seen battle. Tell me do you need a man at arms like me? I can fight very well and will not fail you?"
Morton anticipates a positive answer.
Wuhn is sitting nearby and perks up his ears. He had been wasting his time away in this pub waiting for some opportunity to present itself. Only odd jobs of robbing houses and moving illegal goods does not provide a good pay.
Wuhn's life had become like the after taste of the cheep ale he drank. It was time for a change.
Noticing the figure perking his ears Morton says,
"Hey, are you also keen about adventure?"
He motions the man over to come sit.
Nods at the new come. Looking back at the big fighter...
"Have you been to Deaths Mouth? I heard rumors that you left with a party and only you returned! What happened to the rest?"
Then turning back to the new come,
"I'm Morton, what do you know of Deaths Mouth?"
Wuhn looks puzzled, "Deaths Mouth, never heard of it sorry?" Wuhn after speaking wishes he would have made something up to sound more informed.