"Right," I agree, leading the way out of the office. "Let's see if we can round up some able-bodied allies to help us put down this menace once and for all." Together, we stride through the bustling streets toward the tavern, where we know we'll find plenty of adventurous sorts eager for coin and glory. Once inside, I raise my voice above the din of conversation and shout, "Hey, adventurers! Who here wants to end Drakath's reign of terror?"

The room falls silent for a moment before erupting into cheers and shouts of agreement. Adventurers from all walks of life raise their mugs and fists, ready to take on this new challenge. One burly dwarf steps forward, grinning fiercely. "I'm in! Name's Grimbold Ironfist. Never met a dark sorcerer I couldn't pound into paste!" A young half-elf maiden speaks up next, her eyes gleaming with determination. "I'll join you too, though I'm afraid I don't know much about combat."