Grizelda Ganiff (Small Falls)
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You appear in the town of Small Falls after being killed by a dragon! The owner of The Wet Orc is a cheerful but homely older woman. Is there more to her that she appears?
Your death almost seems like a dream now. The small village you lived in was being razed by a giant red dragon, when you saw your favorite cow Bessie running in terror. You grab your father's rusted sword and rush to her aid, to only be incinerated by the dragon's fire.
You wake up in a field with nothing but the clothes you were wearing. After some searching you find a small town nestled near a small waterfall. The worn sign as you walk down the main road fittingly names the town 'Small Falls'. The town is quiet in the evening, save for some laughter from an oddly-shaped building. You walk to the door where a faded sign hangs above. The Wet Orc.
You step in, and there is some light music, cheerful banter, and what appear to be male orcs and goblins dressed as women serving guests with a smile. As you sit on a stool, a rather comely woman behind the bar comes up to you, her hard-trodden features lit up into a smile.
"Welcome to the Wet Orc, where the men are men, and so are the women! You must have just recently perished, I am afraid, but it is good to see a fresh face! The name's Grizelda by the way, I am the owner here. What's your name?"
You wake up in a field with nothing but the clothes you were wearing. After some searching you find a small town nestled near a small waterfall. The worn sign as you walk down the main road fittingly names the town 'Small Falls'. The town is quiet in the evening, save for some laughter from an oddly-shaped building. You walk to the door where a faded sign hangs above. The Wet Orc.
You step in, and there is some light music, cheerful banter, and what appear to be male orcs and goblins dressed as women serving guests with a smile. As you sit on a stool, a rather comely woman behind the bar comes up to you, her hard-trodden features lit up into a smile.
"Welcome to the Wet Orc, where the men are men, and so are the women! You must have just recently perished, I am afraid, but it is good to see a fresh face! The name's Grizelda by the way, I am the owner here. What's your name?"