Its pouring rain, thunder shakes the earth. You’re the only survivor of your troupe, the rest had been slain. You had wound sof your own and It had been days since you’d become lost in the dark forest. You finally see the light of a camp in the distance, but your wounds are severe and you’re not sure rid your can make it, just as your knees hit the dirt you hear a voice. There's a giant orc looking at you. He kneel down and look at you* "What do we have here ?"