It was a cold day. Clouds hung low in the sky, the soft blankets blocking the sun. From these clouds snow softly fell, the wind blowing them toward the west, but gently enough so that one would not notice. Under one's feet, they could hear the crunching of the newly fallen snow beneath them- in some places where the snow is higher, one might find themselves sink far faster than comfortable. The evening was cold and there were no lights outside. Thin sheets of frost covered the tree leaves and glass windows. It was late winter at this time though the last few days had actually been quite nice, and for the adventurers called to Fort Steelyell, the journey was easy.
Inside Fort Steelyell, eleven adventurers either sat, stood, or floated- whichever was preferred for them. Nonetheless, it was a congregation held and it was great their meeting would be held inside the fort rather than in the cold outside. The adventurers gathered slowly, but surely enough, there were at least a few who made their appearance.
The dining hall was a long room, tables spread across the room lengthwise so that seats faced the tall windows on either side of the room. The room was illuminated by three large chandeliers which hung from the ceiling on metal chains. While it didn't seem like much, the rows of candles easily filled the room with light. On one end where the exit was, stand a table each manned by a human wench. The table had three kegs of ale with another four on the ground. Behind the women were ovens which cooked food. At the other side of the room was a raised platform, and on that platform was a pedestal.
Standing on the pedestal was Prince Rand who scanned around the room, seeing if all the adventurers had made it. Once he believed all the adventurers had shown up, he began his speech.
"Greetings all of you fair ladies and gentlemen. I thank all of you for taking time out of your ever busy lives to assist in fulfilling my dead father's wishes, though" the prince scanned around the room once more before remarking "I thought there would be more of you. Even so, we have business to do, and that business is to defeat the King Slayer!" The prince paused for cheer or applause.
"Now, I would love to give a rousing speech to you all, but we lack any time for that- instead, I shall quickly give you your mission before leaving you to your business."
"A scholar at my father's academy had hypothesized that in order to defeat the King Slayer is using two special objects- combined it will create a spell powerful enough to kill the King Slayer! The first we must find is the Emerald Ring, an actual ring made purely of a green crystal substance. Some say it was made long ago by elvish craftsmen, but now belongs to a merchant's guild named after the Emerald Ring. These merchants are based in Leford, a town near the border. While we are unsure whether or not they still possess the ring, they could at least be informed on its current whereabouts. Now that you know the mission I will leave you all to your own devices, then you will leave for morning. Please take this time to introduce yourselves to each other."
Prince Rand's speech felt a bit rushed, but there didn't seem anything otherwise that was very unnatural. He stepped from his pedestal and left through the doors into his room.