"Sorry, sorry, my apologies, I'm late." The king rushes into the throne room, fairly spry for an elderly man. "Running a kingdom is very time consuming you see. Hehe." The gray haired king rushes to the throne and seats himself. Clearing his throat, he looks out to all the adventurers gathered.<br/><br/>"On behalf of my family and this kingdom, I thank you for coming. I have summoned you all here today because you are the most well known adventurers of this kingdom. Some are heroes of the great wars. Some, outstanding warriors doing their part for the kingdom. Some, the masters of the elusive magic arts." He looks out to the group, stroking his long beard, "You are the only ones that I would trust with such a dire quest. As you know, this kingdom is in a time of peril. The bloodthirsty rebels known as the Hell Brigade have been plaguing this kingdom for many months, and they have recently struck in the north east, in the city of Kala. If that weren't enough, the spirits of magic have become violent, and the world is shifting in terrible ways.<br/><br/>"That is why you are here, to solve these problems. I know it is much to ask but please," the king looks saddened, " please save the people."<br/><br/>As he finishes his tale, Kardith, the young warrior from Venasia, speaks. "Sir, I have served your kingdom for many years, and I have heard stories of your kindness and honesty." He smiles, "Even your son speaks very highly of you, and I can see why." The noble swordsman places his fist on his heart, "I will gladly accept this quest with honor. It may be a heavy burden, but I doubt I will be alone." He turns to the rest of the group, "What say the rest of you?"