ADVENTURE 1: HEROES OF THORNWALL

"Hrrgggh."
Guuug made to enter the town. These guards looked weak. They should let the strong pass, as was their right.

Chani state her business (purification) and call homeland (Zhamayen Jungle) and start preaching on behalf of her deity Aelos. Something like that (not sure if this correctly reflects deity, calling and other setting details, ho DM will fix any my misinterpretation):
" I come from Zhamayen Jungle. My business is to follow Aelos’ call. Who am I to ask why would the Keeper of Mysteries want me to make all way over the sea to eliminate the roots of Endroren’s corruption in the very north. Aelos have talked to me! While you are hiding behind your walls Endroren’s corruption grow! Do you think it is enough to guide spirits of the dead to Numos to stop the corruption? While you only care to protect your lifestyle - you allow dark creatures stalking the land and become stronger every day! Aelos call to act. We can only save the world through the action!"

Lucia, in seeing the amount of tension caused by her new friends, walks up and says, "Aye, young sir! We are just traveling together, looking for different things, but finding safety in traveling by numbers.

"I, myself, am a tsverg by the name of Lucia Craysse Dorenkett, and I am apprentice of the late Desmus Bartolomeo Augustus, the wise. Though I am originally from the Deeplands, I am continuing my late master’s mission of documenting all essence wells, essence voids, and ley lines across the land, in hopes of finding and documenting the causes of those environmental disturbances to the balance of essence.

"Can I ask you a question, young man? Do you know of any points of essence concentration or decay nearby? This wall of brambles seems that it may have been created by one of these natural anomalies."

She pulls up her notebook, licks the end of the pen, and puts pen to paper, saying, "How do I spell your name?

"S-I-R…?"

Gurion steps up tentatively, thinking it was probably his turn to speak his name, origin, and quest. He draws himself up to his full 5’2" and clears his throat before loudly proclaiming:

"I am Gurion, son of Ariel, and I hail from Agthor, the city of New Erinor. My quest is…" Gurion’s voice falters momentarily before he continues, "well… my dad died fighting the Dark Hordes, and I have taken up his banner to continue the fight."

Guuug could smash the little man aside, or cleave him in two. The small one above he could kill with a javalin. He might take one small arrow. But the little one whistled. More little fighters? Maybe too many. Guuug was a smart Orog. He knew he might be outmatched. Besides, killing the defenders at the gate might make people believe he was an ogre. He did not want this. So he would not. Instead, he wanted to get inside fast. So he answered.

"I am Guuug."

There were a lot of fancy words thrown about in that blasted trade tongue. He did not care for it. A warrior only needed a few to get his point across, and to hell with anyone who thought him less for it. So he bellowed his intent, wafting his putrid breath over the little guard.

"Hrrrg. I am hungry. Move."

Since the boy ignored Lucia, she walks up to the guard, tugs on his elbow, and says, "S-I-R, how do I spell your name?"

"Hrrrggggggghhh..."
Guuug had no idea what these 'taxes' were the little man spoke of. His grasp of the trade tongue was limited to what was important in his own prior life. He was annoyed the little man was not letting him inside. His urge to smack him aside was rising, but the other little ones were asking questions. Perhaps it would be useful. But looking at the tiny one, likely not..

Gurion steps up. "I will cover the taxes for these brave adventurers so please let us on our way."

No more that few hours. Taxes... Well I hope to earn some money by adventuring to be able to cover the expenses. Could you please tell me how could I get an adventurer's job in your town ?

Gurion dutifully marches over to the old man.

"Are you master Jeb? I’m to pay entrance taxes for myself and my companions."

Lucia jots notes in her book, then looks into the eyes of the guard and says, "Thank you, Ulrich!"

He looks to the halfling woman and says loudly, "Thank you, Elsa!"

She then heads with the group to Jeb’s place.

Gurion nods, ever the rules follower. He turns and counts the members of the party.

"One, two, three, four, and myself makes five. So that would be… 5 copper pieces I believe?" The boy pulls out his coin purse and pulls out a silver piece. "Can you point us in the direction of the Greenbriar Tavern? Or maybe you’ve heard rumors of other places where we could find adventure."

"Foood!" Gruuug bellowed like a horn. It was a question where to find it. He cared not for signs with squiggly marks on them, or tiny coins. He could eat an ox.