Reaching a break in the wall the man finds himself at the back of the crowd. Most of the people are obvious half breeds, openly showing what marks them as other than human. Short green halflings clearly the spawn of goblins, attempt to climb the backs of the taller ones only to be bucked off to the ground. Many teiflings are scattered about, never gathering into more then a pair, each as bizarre and beautiful as the next. Brutish half orcs ring the crowd, beating fists on anything metal. Towering above all the rest are three half ogres though only one seems to really know what is going on, the other two doing little more than drooling.<br/><br/>A crude stage stands before the crowd, upon it stand a cluster of armored figures. They are the ones leading the metallic beat, smashing gauntlet to shield. While they are impressive they are nothing compared to the amazonian woman standing at the very edge of the stage, voice raised in attempt to rouse the crowd to her cause.<br/><br/>"For to long we have be used given nothing in return for our toil. GORUM has called me to guide you, MY brothers and sisters, to a new land. This land will not be given to us, no, WE MUST CARVE IT OUT OURSELVES. With HIS steel we will drive the beast from that land and with HIS steel we shall DEFEND it from those who think them our betters. THEY think we are WEAK, that we know nothing but our toil, but OH how they are WRONG. That toil has shown us how STRONG we are, how deep our WILL. With His steel and OUR heart we will be VICTORIOUS, we will have our LAND."<br/><br/>The cleric reaches into a belt pouch and pulls out a shard of armor on a thin iron chain.<br/><br/>"The god of IRON has blessed us with this TOKEN. Though now it is WEAK, it is because we have not found the WORTHY to LEAD. WHO among you will it be, FOR I have seen that it will be one HERE today. Which of you are BRAVE enough to grasp this TOKEN and lead us to this new land, united under THEIR banner?"<br/><br/>The traveler feels a strange pull to the Token, though it is an item of another god. Almost like it wishes him to grasp it.<br/><br/><strong>Roll a will save</strong>d20 + will modifier.