Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20141127202735/@comment-25397276-20150102005659

Uther adjusts his pauldrons. He grumbles. He fiddles through his bag and brings out a small slip of paper. The slip of paper told of a group of adventurers nearby where he was. He trudged on. He examined the words on his hammer. The hammer was a artifact his father found in a ruin a long time ago. It was a heavily engraved work of art. It was somehow connected to the book he had. The book could grant the hammer magical powers. As to how this was possible, Uther did not know.

Looking around, he saw no sign of any "adventurers" the anonymous note told of. He sighed and went to the tavern to see if he could find some news there.