(please say what you look like because this is a D&D bot) You were at the tavern drinking a fantasy version of mug root beer when suddenly a man with blonde hair that looks like he hasn't slept in months slides over to you and the dragonborn next to you Paul: hey do you know Mark? You and zoot: no Paula then explains his whole life story which is very depressing then a couple minutes later a sheep basically breaks into the tavern holding a scroll in its mouth(your party mates are zoot Paul thalu