The guard looks at the group of misfits and shakes his head.
"Sorry, can't let you through. You guys look like trouble." He scratches his head and glances towards the ground, obviously uncomfortable with his duties. 'Looks like we're gonna need to be persuasive', character one thinks to hims-...
You find yourself in a simple little town, shabby wooden buildings lining the lone dirt road that brings in commerce and travelers alike. Matching signs hang from wooden stakes on either side of the town with the word Cinder burnt into them, obviously named after the giant burnt down building in...